The Maid He Called “Nothing”… Was the Only One His Daughter Had Ever Chosen

And yet…

None of it mattered.

Not to Lily.

His grip tightened around the paper.

“Why her…?” he muttered under his breath.

By afternoon, the house staff had begun whispering.

It always happened in houses like this.

Invisible conversations drifting through hallways, carried by glances and half-finished sentences.

“Did you see the baby?”

“She only calms down with Maya…”