#Chapter 70: Daisy's Had About Enough

"I'm telling you, Elsa, I've had just about enough," Daisy says to her maid, who is really more like her best friend at this point. Elsa started working for Daisy when they were both only 14, and their relationship has grown into some strange but amicable melding of friendship and business. Elsa, who has finished putting away all of Daisy's dry cleaning, has joined her on the couch in Daisy's luxurious private living room. Even Charles isn't allowed in here, and thank god for that. Daisy can't stand how the man has to snoop around and stick his nose into everything. Elsa gestures with the teapot, and Daisy nods. Elsa refreshes both of their cups, adding a dash of milk from the jug into each. "Well," Elsa says, curling her legs up underneath her and tilting her head appraisingly at Daisy. "What do you intend to do about it?" "That's just it," Daisy says in frustration. "I don't know. I'm not sure which direction to go in from here." "He's not that bad, surely," Elsa sugge