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"Personal assistant?" Minhyuk muttered, raising a brow at the girl as she turned to step inside. He didn't exactly recall his stepmother mentioning they had hired a personal assistant and not a maid. He stayed quiet, however, and followed behind to the living room. He wondered what exactly his father had told the girl she was required to do. Knowing his father, he probably told her she was hired to do close to nothing. He had been nagging Minhyuk since last month about how he should start learning how to do housework himself. But then, he hardly doubted his father was serious. They look a slight left turn to the living room, "I'm Minhyuk," He smiled slightly to the girl and took her hand. "Nice to meet you."

"Would you like something to eat?" He left the girl momentarily in the living room, moving to the kitchen to grab some breakfast. He wasn't exactly used to making breakfast himself, since the old maid used to have it ready by the time he'd woken up, but he wanted to impress the girl - even if it was only a little. A little charisma went a long way, he learned, and, she was a guest after all. He grabbed a box of cereal and a cartoon of milk from the fridge, peaking into the living room. He wondered Madison thought about doing housework around the house. She said she wouldn't mind, but Minhyuk hardly believed it. "Cereal? Eggs?" He asked her, wanting to keep the menu simple so he wouldn't mess anything up. "I'll show you around the house in a few minutes." He spoke over from the kitchen.