Chapter 14

Eileen flashed a smile at Linda, hands tucked in her pockets, and sauntered in without a word

Sarah was on the couch, looking angry. “You’re finally back

Eileen sat on the single seater opposite Sarah, nonchalantly retorting. “Weren’t you the one who asked me to come back?”

Sarah stood up, snapping. “What’s with that attitude! Did I ask you to sit down? Get on your knees!”

Eileen just scratched her ear smirking at the haughty woman across from her, not budging an inch.

“Well, you are getting more and more unruly” Sarah strode over hand raised, aiming a stap at Eileen’s face

With a steely look, Eileen swiftly caught Sarah’s arm.

“Eileen, how dare you fight back when I hit you?” Sarah shouted in disbelief.

“Fight back?” Eileen sneered, shrugged off Sarah’s hand, stood up from the couch, and, with a swift movement, landed a slap acmss Sarah’s face

The whole hall went deathly quiet.

“That was not fighting back this was.”

“You you’re crazy Sarah, face flushed with fury and hand raised to strike Eileen again.

Eileen kicked her to the stomach, sending her flying

madam” The

on the floor,

her hands back in her

ever make up for the suffering she had endured in her

would sell her own daughter to an underground

mother was that? Worse than

red from the slap, her: stomach ached like hell, she waved away the servants. “What are you doing just standing there, call

immediately went to

then, a cheerful female voice came from the second floor, “Sister, you’re

was Hedy Hedy, in a

stood still, not

I’m going to her party. Do you think I can wear this dress? It’s custom-made by a famous designer,

at Hedy

had always been like this in previous lives. Hedy

was Hedy’s

in the unfair treatment between the two

wearing cheap clothes that even the servants would turn their noses up at

Hedy could wear expensive dresses

minute late, she would be denied dinner

late she came back, the doors

like two extremes living under the same roof. Hedy was the sky, Eileen was the

hands are so rough, don’t ruin the dress. I don’t really care, but dad will be angry. You don’t want dad to be angry, do

grabbed Fileen’s hand to let her touch her

hand back, saying harshly. “Can you not touch me? Every time you touch me, I feel like I’ve touched shit. I have to wash my hands repeatedly

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