"Madam." The butler, exuding deference, introduced the staff to Camila, "Because neither Mr. Johnston nor you live here, they mostly take care of cleaning, gardening, and some other tasks.”

Camila offered a subtle nod, signifying her comprehension.

“I'll ask someone to get a room ready right away."

The butler deftly directed his staff, intimately acquainted with each servant's strengths and suited tasks.

Under his management, the sprawling mansion ran like a well-oiled machine, every cog in its place.