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"Why don't you join us for lunch? It's been a while since we had lunch together,"Mrs. Harrison, suggested.

Abby smirked inwardly. These people are shameless, she thought. When she stayed with them, they treated her like a servant. She even had to eat in the kitchen, sometimes having their leftovers

"Thank you —for the —offer, Mrs. Harrison," Abby replied politely, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "But I think I'll —pass. I've had —my fill of dining —in the kitchen."

Margret's smile faltered for a moment, a flicker of discomfort crossing her features before she quickly recovered, plastering on a false smile. "Oh, of course, dear. Another time, perhaps," she said dismissively, her attempt to brush off Abby's pointed remark evident

As Abby stood up to leave, she casually mentioned, "I have to go, my husband is waiting for me." The Harrisons stood up too, their expressions a mix of surprise and curiosity.