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My sister and i still had our weddings on the same day.
The wedding day was exhausting, and I was already frail, the tedious proceedings made me even poler, as if I might faint at any moment.
Just as I felt myself drifting off, i sensed someone staring intently at me from behind.
Hought off the fatigue and pretended everything was normal, During the toasting. I casually glanced behind me, but saw nothing.
But the feeling of being watched persists.
I don’t dare look back. The enemy is hidden, and I’m exposed. Until I’m certain who the
murderer is, I can’t risk alerting them.
Before the wedding. I familiarized myself with the Cook family’s household, thanks to my
sister
My grandparents reside at the old family estate. The Cook parents are overseas, expanding
their business. After the wedding, only my sister, Shirley Cook, and my brother, Zack Cook, will be
living with us at the Cook family’s villa.
Aside from them, there are just a few of the Cook family’s long–time servants.
The only servant worth noting is Butler Chow. He’s been the Cook family’s butler for fifty years.
and he’s quite the old–fashioned traditionalist.
On the eve of my wedding night, Butler Chow laid down the rules, instructing me to get up at six o’clock the next morning to prepare breakfast for Harry Cook.
I smiled at him, but said nothing.
When I returned to my room, Harry Cook was called away again by his elder sister, Shirley
Cook, and didn’t return all night.
I’ve been exhausted all day; I’m not going to deprive myself.
After washing up, I fell straight asleep.
The next day at five–thirty, Butler Chow began knocking on my door.
The soundproofing in this house is excellent; knocking is useless.
While I was sound asleep, Butler Chow unlocked the door and ordered the servants to douse
me with cold water.
Being a martial artist, I woke up the moment they entered the room.
Just as the servant was about to douse me with cold water, I sprang out of bed. Catching them off guard, I threw a basin of water directly at Butler Chow.
Butler Chow retorted angrily.
“Young Mistress, have you lost your mind? I’m a long–standing member of the Cook family!”
I sneered.
“Oh, but I’m the Cook family’s young mistress, Harry Cook’s wife. And yes, you are getting in years.”
My meaning was clear, and Butler Chow had no response.
Even as a long–standing member of the Cook family, he was still just a servant. He couldn’t
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The soundproofing in this house is excellent; knocking is useless.
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While I was sound asleep, Butler Chow unlocked the door and ordered the servants to douse
me with cold water.
Being a martial artist, I woke up the moment they entered the room.
Just as the servant was about to douse me with cold water, I sprang out of bed. Catching them off guard, I threw a basin of water directly at Butler Chow.
Butler Chow retorted angrily.
“Young Mistress, have you lost your mind? I’m a long–standing member of the Cook family!”
1 sneered.
“Oh, but I’m the Cook family’s young mistress, Harry Cook’s wife. And yes, you are getting on
in years.”
My meaning was clear, and Butler Chow had no response.
Even as a long–standing member of the Cook family, he was still just a servant. He couldn’t compare to me, the young mistress, and was forced to swallow his resentment.
I have no intention of letting him off the hook that easily.
During dinner, my elder sister–in–law offered a half–hearted apology for pulling Harry Cook away all night to discuss work.
“Wendy Sue, I’m so sorry! I was tied up with company business yesterday.”
I shook my head understandingly.
“Sister, you and my honey work so hard to provide for us. You’re both so exhausted, how
could I possibly blame you!”
I adopted a pitiful demeanor mid–sentence.
I’m already delicate, and deliberately acting this way only makes me appear as though I’m wronged and about to shatter.
Shirley Cook asked me, puzzled.
“Just what?”
I glanced at Butler Chow and said, choking back tears, “Butler Chow, he treats me, the oung Mistress, like a servant. He even expects me to get up at six in the morning to cook!”
“I’m the Cook family’s young mistress, after all, and the Cook family is a top–tier wealthy family. Why should the young mistress have to cook? Is the family about to go bankrupt?”
I said that deliberately, both to make Harry Cook feel sorry for me and to successfully annoy Shirley Cook.
My dear elder sister wants to put me in my place, does she? She clearly doesn’t know who she’s dealing with.
I’m not Quinn Sue, some pushover you can walk all over. No one bullies me here.
I’m not Quinn Sue, some pushover you can walk all over. No one bullies me here.
