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A CLEANING MAILER WARNED A MILLIONAIRE, AND THE NEXT MORNING, A LUXURY CAR WAS... Marie pushed her cleaning bucket with a silent sigh. It was another long day at this grand Parisian hotel, where she had worked for several years. Every shiny corner of this place contrasted sharply with her own modest life in a small suburb outside the city. To the rich and powerful who frequented this hotel, she was a shadow. Invisible. And that was just as well. She pulled a clean rag from her cart and headed to the suite of Pierre Laurent, a businessman who was highly respected throughout Paris. She had heard his name dozens of times in the hallways, whispered with respect and, sometimes, with fear. But to Marie, he was like all the other guests: distant, inaccessible.