After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 109 Spitting in the Bisque

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"Mrs. Bennent? Please. That sly fox, Isabel, thinks she deserves to be Mrs. Bennet? Yolanda hissed, her voice dripping with disdain.

"Well, still-

"Ugh! What are you so worried about? I'm just going to eat most of her truffle bisque. Then, I'll add some water, stir it up a bit. I bet someone like her has never tasted something that good. She won't even notice the difference." "Right. In that case, I'll have a taste too."

"Go ahead, go ahead."

Isabel had been eavesdropping from the doorway, quietly watching the two maids. She had a sinking feeling that they'd been sneaking food from her for a while.

Just as Isabel was about to storm in and catch them in the act, Yolanda suddenly let out an excited shout.

"I have an ideal

"What's the idea?" her companion asked, confused, until she saw Yolanda spit into the truffle bisque.

"W-what are you doing?" the maid stammered, shocked.

Yolanda flashed a wicked grin. "We'll tell Ms. Lawson about this. She can't stand Isabel, and when she finds out what we've done, she'll reward us for sure." "But... won't we get caught?"

"Caught? What are you afraid of? It's just spit, not some nasty phlegm. She won't taste the difference. Maybe that sheltered Isabel might even think this is how truffle bisque is supposed to taste. Trust me, once Ms. Lawson is the lady of this house, we'll be the ones on her good side. You think there won't be perks?"

"Well, when you put it that way, I guess it makes sense."

"Stop overthinking it. You spit too, and I'll make sure Ms. Lawson hears about it. Who knows? Maybe we'll get a bonus."

"Alright, fine."

The other maid, encouraged by Yolanda's confidence, followed suit and spat into the remaining bisque.

Isabel's eyes narrowed as she stood in the doorway. If it hadn't been for the fact that it was likely their first time doing this, she would've made sure they paid for their actions.

"Having fun spitting, are we?" Isabel's voice cut through the air as she stepped into the kitchen, folding her arms.

The two maids froze, their eyes wide with surprise. They hadn't expected Isabel to appear.

"W-we weren't..."

"You weren't? Let me make it clear-I'm not blind, and I don't suffer from hallucinations. You're not fooling me," Isabel said with a cool smile, her gaze sharp as she locked eyes with them. The maids' hearts pounded in their chests. After a brief, panicked glance at each other, they both silently agreed.

We can't admit it. There's no way we can admit to thirt

Luckily, there were no cameras in the kitchen, so even if Isabel told Xander, as long as they didn't confess, they could still get away with it.

Hearing the commotion, Samuel entered the room. "What's going on here?"

Isabel raised an eyebrow, unfazed. "Oh, nothing much. I just caught these two eating my truffle bisque. And if that wasn't bad

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was left of it. Samuel, do you think some of the food we ate in

anger as he turned his gaze to the two

did this?" he asked,

maids looked like they might faint. Their faces drained of color. "No! We would never, Mr. Samuel! We'd never touch your food! Not even if you gave us a hundred lives, we wouldn't do that! And... and we definitely didn't spit in it!"

seeing how terrified they were, figured this wasn't a

didn't mean they hadn't just done

this to Isabel?" he asked, staring at

didn't do it" they protested in

us, and now she's trying to frame us so that she can kick

at their

other witnesses. How about this: You finish the rest of

maids' eyes widened

because you spat in it?" Isabel's voice was icy as she stepped closer,

It's not that! It's just that Mr. Xander had us prepare this for you Mrs. Bennett, and... we just wouldn't dare to eat it..." Yolanda stammered,

you

eat it. It's from me. Go

in the kitchen thickened

Samuel. "See? They won't eat it. They're your maids, and if they'd

go."

of

right now!" they shouted in

their jobs, they quickly grabbed the bisque, staring

felt their stomachs churn, but there was no turning back. The pay and benefits here

they felt it was,

maid took a spoonful,

we finished it all! We didn't spit in it they cried, hoping to prove

coldly. "Now pack your things and leave. Don't come

knew Isabel well enough to trust that

maids, hearing Samuel's decision,

it all! Doesn't that prove we're

109 Spitting in

If she doesn't want you here, then you're out." Isabel couldn't

were completely

disliked Isabel? Hasn't he always wanted her gone?

Mr. Sam-

firm, the expression on his face

Out?"

the two maids scrambled to gather their belongings, muttering curses under their

them leave, then turned to Samuel. "I didn't expect you to

facts. Besides, I can't stand people who spit in food. Anyway, I'm heading back to my room." Isabel smiled and shook her head

He was helping

leg, she thought

as they made their

did Isabel cast on Mr. Xander and

look of hers, she must've been

a sleek black Maybach pulled up beside

a soft click, the door opened, and a pair of long, slender