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

God, madam, madam” The servants rushed

on the floor, shocked

her hands back in her pockets,

make up for the suffering

would sell her own daughter

that? Worse than a

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

went to

then, a cheerful female voice came from the

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

stood still,

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

at

been like this in previous lives. Hedy

was Hedy’s pleasure

the unfair treatment between

wearing cheap clothes that even the servants

wear expensive dresses

a minute late, she would be denied dinner and even punished

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

roof. Hedy was the sky,

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

this with feigned concern, then grabbed Fileen’s hand to let her touch her dress

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. It’s too much

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