After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 109 Spitting in the Bisque

Chapter 109 Spitting in the Bisque +10 Free Cons

"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

1/3

Chapter 109 Spitting in the Bisque.

10 Free Coin

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

narrowed in anger as he

this?" he asked,

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

they were, figured this wasn't a regular

didn't mean they hadn't

this to Isabel?" he asked, staring

do it" they protested

right!" one added. "Mrs. Bennett has always disliked us, and now she's trying to frame us so that she can kick us out! She's trying to get us

but smirk at their feeble attempt

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

maids' eyes widened in

you spat in it?" Isabel's

and... we just wouldn't dare to eat it..." Yolanda stammered, desperately trying to come up with

you

It's from me. Go

air in the kitchen thickened with

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

go."

of anger and fear as they

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

jobs, they quickly grabbed the bisque,

but there was no turning back. The pay and benefits here were too good to

felt

spoonful, forcing themselves to finish

didn't spit in

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

well enough to trust

maids, hearing Samuel's decision, were struck with

eaten it all! Doesn't

Spitting in the

"Isabel is my brother's wife, my sister-in-law, and the lady of this house. If she doesn't want you here, then you're out." Isabel couldn't help

were completely

Mr. Samuel always disliked Isabel? Hasn't he always wanted her

Mr. Sam-

expression on his face rare and serious. "Or should I have someone show

Out?"

belongings, muttering

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

he tried to hide it. "Who helped you? I was just stating facts. Besides, I can't stand people who spit in food. Anyway, I'm heading back to

so proud. He was helping me, but he just

leg, she

two maids grumbled as they

cast on Mr. Xander and Mr. Samuel? Why are

look of hers,

her sentence, a sleek black

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