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Foggy chuckled, amused by his friend's words. He patted Matt on the shoulder. "Your imagination is too limited. Let me tell you, Ms. Johnson is quite beautiful, especially her eyes. They're like two flames! Forget about her; let me introduce you to a girl from Virginia..."
The two of them laughed and left the New York courthouse. However, Matt still had doubts. Even though Daisy maintained a human appearance, with a heart-shaped herb's blessing, she still appeared strong and almost monstrous in Matt's auditory perception.
From blood flow rate to heartbeat, breathing rhythm, and more, Daisy's overall physical qualities surpassed those of ordinary people by a considerable margin.
Using the excuse of having something to attend to, he shook off Foggy's company. Taking three quick strides, he walked into an alley, attempting to catch up with Daisy and Maki.
Unfortunately, the two of them had already driven off, and Matt couldn't showcase his acrobatic skills in broad daylight. He had no choice but to give up.
Initially, Daisy thought it was a minor matter. She had no intention of befriending any vigilantes like Daredevil, and she didn't care enough to go so far as to kill someone just because they were on the opposing legal team.
However, she underestimated the curiosity and persistence of superheroes. They wanted to know everything, and their girlfriends were willing to brave "any type" of danger for them.
One of the mansion's servants resigned for personal reasons, so Daisy hired a new one through a housekeeping company. However, when she saw this young woman with a height of 1.75 meters, wheat-colored skin, and black hair, her expression wasn't very good.
Being a spy is very troublesome to pretend, okay, although this young woman has a good figure and body, the muscles of the arms and collarbone can still be seen! This woman clearly received strict training.
She sighed and picked up the files, feeling speechless. She hadn't even changed her name, "Miss Erica Natchios, why do you want to work as a maid? According to your resume, you're still a student. Don't you have better work-study opportunities for part-time work?"
Swift and agile, with a gaze full of wildness, even though she tried to hide it, Erica still seemed like an untamed leopardess. She was also very speechless about this task.
As the archenemy of the Hand, a killer trained by Stick, Erica was sent by the old man to infiltrate Daisy's mansion and gather intelligence. She had no right to refuse the mission. Plus, her beloved boyfriend, Matt also had suspicions about Daisy's true identity. So, she was tasked with finding a way to infiltrate Daisy's mansion and search for clues. With both factors combined, she had no choice but to take on the role of a maid here.
For this purpose, she came up with a reason, concocting a story about graduating and getting married, intending to become a full-time housewife. She claimed she wanted to familiarize herself with household chores first, so she wouldn't be flustered after marriage.
Daisy smiled faintly, without much hesitation, and agreed. Among other reasons, Erica's attractiveness was a plus. Besides, her mansion didn't have many secrets, and the few secret areas were impenetrable even for these martial arts-trained ninjas. So, she felt relatively at ease.
Erica had undergone extensive training and quickly immersed herself in her role. She portrayed the image of a diligent but inexperienced female college student doing household chores very convincingly. She didn't stand out, nor did she intentionally act clumsy. It was evident that she had thoroughly analyzed this maid role.
Apart from being too beautiful and having a great figure, Erica had no flaws in her performance as a maid.
Both Daisy and Maki were aware of her spy identity, but Lorna was clueless. She found it odd that there was a different maid who was beautiful in the house but didn't dwell on it.
As for Dumpling and Rhino, they were completely indifferent.
After working in Daisy's mansion for three days, Erica discovered that there were too many women in the mansion. All the maids were females, even the lion was female. Occasionally, visitors like Black Widow, Sharon, and Mockingbird would come, but one thing was consistent—they were all beautiful women. Even the mansion's voice-controlled computer had a female voice. This made her think...
It wasn't a feudal society anymore, and even maids had days off. On weekends, Erica left the mansion and made her way to an underground facility.
In a quiet room, a frail, skinny, old blind man, Matt's master Stick, sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a samurai sword in his arms. His eyes, long deprived of sight, stared straight ahead as if he had been sitting there for a long time.
"I think I've been exposed. Many of the women there seem like..." Erica felt that many of the women seemed like female spies, especially a woman named Natasha who had come this morning. When Natasha saw her for the first time, she smiled at her as if she had found an interesting prey.
"I find it difficult to make a breakthrough in this mission." Erica had an intuition that there was something deep behind Daisy's mansion. What kind of organization would train a group of so many beautiful female spies? And now she had to infiltrate this group of female spies. Even though Erica liked challenges, she felt this mission was difficult.
"Continue," Stick said, wiping his samurai sword with silk.
Erica felt like she hadn't heard clearly and asked again.
"Continue your mission," Stick replied and ignored her.
The old man demanded that she continue to infiltrate, so Erica had no choice but to obey.
Using subtle clues, Erica discovered quite a lot. Daisy was elusive, often disappearing for five minutes, only to reappear half an hour later out of nowhere.
Coming and going without a trace—this was Erica's evaluation of Daisy.
Initially, Erica thought Maki was a subordinate or assistant, but upon moving into the mansion, she discovered she was the housekeeper, which trapped Erica in a difficult position as a maid.
She got along well with everyone, but perhaps due to incompatible personalities, Erica and Maki had some minor conflicts.
All the pointing out issues with washing dishes, heavy footsteps, and a list of other miscellaneous rules.
It was rare for her to encounter a spy who willingly walked into her trap and endured her teasing submissively without resistance. Maki's mischievous nature erupted, and she ordered a set of clothes online for Erica and instructed her to change into them.
Looking at the black and white maid costume in her hands, Erica couldn't help but curse in her heart. Why is this skirt so short? And the back and top of the ass is completely exposed?! White stockings, high heels, how can anyone work properly wearing these!
Maki's wording that she could walk around and work without wearing anything made Erica hard to endure. Thinking of the old man's order, she gritted her teeth and changed into a professional 'maid outfit'.
Still, Erica has been trained in Japan and could accept this clothing with high levels of shame. Additionally, the villa is only full of women, Erica has no strange thoughts. She just thought Maki had seen through her identity and was now just making things difficult for her.
'I'll let you see how much I can endure!' Erica secretly encouraged herself.
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