It was quite a long meeting. Mr Churchill and his son Philip eventually left some hours later. The father and son duo were both satisfied with how everything had proceeded by the time they left the Morris's house. Carla, who was just returning home from work, entered the house only to meet Madam Felicia seated in the living room. Sure, madam Felicia was always seated there but Carla couldn't help but feel that something was off. "You're back." Madam Felicia greeted with a nod. "Yes, I'm back granny." Carla decided to ignore the feeling she was having and turned to head inside to her room. "There's no need for you to go to the office tomorrow, and the day after that too." Madam Felicia suddenly declared. "What?! Who said so?" Carla blinked in surprise. "I have things to do at the office tomorrow." She added. Madam Felicia turned her head towards Carla with a glare. "Just stay at home like you're told, you can explain to your boss later." She replied. "But I don't recall planning
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