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

my God, madam, madam” The servants rushed over to

sat on the

back in her pockets, her eyes filled

kick and a slap ever make up for the

mother who would sell her own daughter to an

of mother was that? Worse than

you. Sarah’s face was red from the slap, her: stomach ached like hell, she waved away the servants. “What are you

servants immediately went to make the

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

up and, sure enough, it was Hedy Hedy, in a lavish

stood still,

apparently oblivious of Sarah, ran excitedly up to Eileen, exclaiming. “Sister you’re back at the perfect time it’s my friend’s birthday today, I’m going to her party. Do you think I can wear this dress? It’s custom-made by a

locked at Hedy

lives. Hedy loved to show off her expensive purchases to her

was Hedy’s

unfair treatment between the two daughters in this

clothes that even the

could wear expensive dresses custom-made by

a minute late, she would

for Hedy, no matter how late she came back, the doors of the Ableson household were always open for

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

anything? Do you want to touch the dress? But be careful, your hands are so rough, don’t ruin the dress. I don’t really

feigned concern, then grabbed Fileen’s hand to

touch me? Every time you touch me, I feel like I’ve touched shit. I have to wash my hands repeatedly with disinfectant. It’s too much trouble!

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