The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 342

“You!” Martha barked, a sneer on her face. “What did that girl give you to defend her like this?”

“In this house, as long as you’re a maid, you should address her as Ms. Bella! Do you think you have the right to refer to her as ‘that girl‘?”

Even if Arabella didn’t give her a penny, she’d still stand up for her. Not for anything else, just because she liked Arabella’s personality and the way she carried herself, unlike Serena, who was all pretense and just plain annoying.

“Serena used to treat you really well,” Martha reminded her while striding down the corridor, her gaze fixed ahead, a smile playing on her lips.

“And Ms. Bella has been really good to you too; how have you repaid her?”

Edith walked side by side with her down the corridor, then turned a corner to stand in front of Arabella’s room, whispering, “The master and madam made it clear.. Anyone who messes with Ms. Bella, anyone who has designs on Mr. McMillan, you know what the consequences will be.”

she knocked on the door and respectfully announced, “Ms. Bella, it’s dinner time.”

side, thinking they’re so clever!” Martha mocked before knocking on the door in a humble manner, “Serena, dinner’s ready.”

just

the day’s unpleasantness, her resentment flaring

about to walk past her when she heard this. She chuckled and said, “You really need to get out more. Haven’t you heard of this thing called Overwatch in

smaller than a grain of rice, but it could see every inch of Summerfield, down to each car’s plate number and

was only used by the highest level of government. Some said it was for improving the quality of life

long as someone wasn’t hidden inside a building, their every move on the street was visible! Arabella pulled out her phone and zoomed in on the

truck, unscrewing two bottle caps, and then

this downstairs for everyone to help confirm. Martha immediately fell to her knees in fear and said,