“Damn mutt! I should’ve just poisoned it myself. And that maid–when my parents get back, I’ll make sure she’s fired!”

“So, what happened in the end?” Lucy’s voice crackled through the phone. She lounged at her desk, twirling a pen between her fingers, the picture of boredom.

“It was all that butler Dawson’s fault. He butted in and saved them both–the dog and the girl.”

“A butler has that much power?” Lucy sounded genuinely surprised.

“My dad says he’s in charge of everything in the house. He won’t even let me call my parents! Just wait till they’re back–I’ll have every useless servant in this place sacked. Every last one!”

“Yeah, no point keeping staff who don’t listen to their employer,” Lucy replied, but

her tone was thick with sarcasm.

A real heiress, she thought, yet she doesn’t even have her parents‘ private numbers, can’t decide the fate of a maid or a dog, and still dares to talk big?

“And that brat–he’s got nothing on his mind but Alessia, Alessia. Ungrateful little snake. Stupid and mean–ah!”

who’d been sprawled lazily on her bed venting to Lucy about her day, recoiled

she could do was watch in terror

scowled, pulled the phone away,

tried to muster authority. “This is the Tate

hard, eyes darting as the two drew

is everyone? Why isn’t anyone coming?” Ileana shouted, but the house

I told you

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Ileana by the chin, forcing

Alessia’s grip only tightened. The harder she struggled, the more painful it got, until her eyes brimmed with tears and

the Tate family’s ‘princess, you’d better behave. If someone loses a single hair, I’ll take ten from you. Isn’t

“I–I didn’t do anything to

was starting to breathe again, but then Alessia’s hand slid down

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