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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of it. Samuel, do you think some of the food we ate in the past-yours and your brothers- might've been eaten or

widened in surprise, then narrowed in anger as he turned his gaze to

this?" he asked,

food! Not even if you gave us a hundred lives, we wouldn't do that! And... and we definitely didn't spit in it!"

were, figured this wasn't a

they

to Isabel?" he asked, staring

No, we didn't do

has always disliked us, and now she's trying to frame us

but smirk at their feeble attempt to shift

it, huh? Well, we don't have any other witnesses. How about this: You finish the

eyes widened

in it?" Isabel's voice was

Xander had us prepare this for you Mrs. Bennett, and... we just wouldn't dare to eat it..." Yolanda stammered, desperately trying

you

It's from me.

in the kitchen

eat it. They're your maids, and if they'd do such a thing, I think it's time to let

go."

a mix of anger and fear as they heard Isabel's

eat it! We'll eat it right now!" they shouted

keep their jobs, they quickly grabbed

churn, but there was no turning back. The pay and

matter how disgusting they felt it

effort, each maid took a spoonful, forcing

finished it all! We didn't spit in it they

saw, Samuel replied coldly. "Now pack

well enough to trust that she wouldn't make baseless

hearing Samuel's decision,

it all! Doesn't that prove we're

109 Spitting

Samuel said without hesitation. "Isabel is my brother's wife, my sister-in-law, and the lady of this house. If she doesn't want you here, then

maids were

disliked Isabel? Hasn't he always wanted

Mr. Sam-

Samuel ordered, his tone firm, the expression on his face rare and serious. "Or

Out?"

belongings, muttering curses

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

can't stand people who spit in food. Anyway, I'm heading back to my room." Isabel

helping me, but he just won't admit

healed his leg, she thought with

maids grumbled as they made their way out of

on Mr. Xander and

at her. With that look of

her sentence, a sleek black Maybach

opened, and a pair of