Chapter 430

As Yuna left the staircase, Marguerite lovingly turned to Teresa, who barely reached her thigh in height, and lifted her up with a beaming smile.

“Sweetie, look at you, defending your mom like a brave little soldier!”

Teresa beamed even wider at the praise.

“Of course! Because I’m your little helper! I promised I wouldn’t let anyone hurt you!”

With that, Teresa tenderly held up Marguerite’s face and planted a sweet kiss on her cheek.

They continued their happy conversation as they descended the stairs. But as they reached the main floor, a sudden shriek echoed from the kitchen. “Ouch! Who left oil all over the kitchen floor last night? I fell when I walked in!”

At Yuna’s cry, servants rushed to her aid. Yuna promptly pushed them away, “Back off, all of you! You’re ruining the crime scene!”

Upon hearing this, the servants hastily retreated, leaving the kitchen in a chaotic state.

Marguerite didn’t want to get involved in Yuna’s theatrics and headed for the door with Teresa in her arms.

off the table. But Marguerite couldn’t let Teresa go hungry; she

stop right there! You and your daughter had a midnight snack last

She wasn’t the one who cooked last night, and

around, her tone flat, “Yes, we did

you hear that? She admitted to eating the

you spilled oil in the kitchen to make

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house, painting

was due to her daughter. Mr. Powell’s fondness for Teresa was the only reason Marguerite

servants began to whisper among themselves.

the oil? She seems so refined, wouldn’t stoop to such a

Mr. Frederick had a

That’s a complex!”

household, even the most noble women

is so wretched! It’s hard enough living under someone else’s roof, but to be harmed as well! Why is my life so difficult, gosh.”

servants were at a

but Yuna wouldn’t let them near the ‘crime scene’. And if they didn’t do something, they risked disturbing the owners of the house, which would

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