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

surprise, then narrowed in anger

this?"

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...

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

mean they

Isabel?" he asked, staring

we didn't do

trying to frame us so that she

at their feeble attempt to shift the

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

eyes widened in

want to eat it? Is it because you spat in it?" Isabel's voice was icy as she stepped closer, raising

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

you

it. It's

in the kitchen

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

go."

with a mix of anger and fear as

it! We'll eat it right

to keep their jobs, they quickly grabbed the bisque, staring

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

how disgusting they felt it was, they

effort, each maid took a spoonful, forcing themselves to

all! We didn't spit in it they

Samuel replied coldly. "Now pack your

to trust

Samuel's decision, were struck

We've eaten it all! Doesn't that prove we're innocent?"

Spitting

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

were

Hasn't he always

Mr. Sam-

his tone firm, the expression on his face rare and serious. "Or should I have

Out?"

gather their belongings, muttering curses under their

turned to Samuel. "I didn't expect you

stand people who spit in food. Anyway, I'm heading back to my room." Isabel smiled

He was helping

healed his leg, she thought with

the scene shifted, the two maids grumbled as they made their way out of

did Isabel cast on Mr. Xander and Mr.

at her. With that look of hers, she must've been quite the troublemaker

finished her sentence, a sleek black Maybach

opened, and