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 servants rushed

Sarah sat on the

her pockets,

up for the suffering she had endured

mother who would sell her own

was that? Worse than a beact!

the servants. “What are

went

a cheerful female voice came from the second floor,

up and, sure enough, it was Hedy Hedy, in a lavish long dress, happily ran down

still, not

to her party. Do you think I can wear this dress? It’s custom-made by a famous designer, a gift from dad last week. Just the labor cost over a hundred thousand, the whole dress cost three hundred thousand. Do you like it?” As

locked at Hedy

been like this in previous lives. Hedy loved

Hedy’s pleasure

treatment between the

even the servants would turn their noses up at

expensive dresses custom-made

she would be denied dinner and even punished

late she came back, the doors

living under the same roof. Hedy was the sky, Eileen was the earth.

ruin the dress. I don’t really care, but dad will be angry. You don’t want dad to be angry, do you? He’ll hit you again if he’s angry.”

then grabbed Fileen’s 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 with disinfectant.

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