Chapter 14

Eileen flashed a smile at Linda, hands tucked in her pockets, and sauntered in without a word

Sarah was on the couch, looking angry. “You’re finally back

Eileen sat on the single seater opposite Sarah, nonchalantly retorting. “Weren’t you the one who asked me to come back?”

Sarah stood up, snapping. “What’s with that attitude! Did I ask you to sit down? Get on your knees!”

Eileen just scratched her ear smirking at the haughty woman across from her, not budging an inch.

“Well, you are getting more and more unruly” Sarah strode over hand raised, aiming a stap at Eileen’s face

With a steely look, Eileen swiftly caught Sarah’s arm.

“Eileen, how dare you fight back when I hit you?” Sarah shouted in disbelief.

“Fight back?” Eileen sneered, shrugged off Sarah’s hand, stood up from the couch, and, with a swift movement, landed a slap acmss Sarah’s face

The whole hall went deathly quiet.

“That was not fighting back this was.”

“You you’re crazy Sarah, face flushed with fury and hand raised to strike Eileen again.

Eileen kicked her to the stomach, sending her flying

“Oh my God, madam, madam” The servants rushed over to help

sat on the floor,

put her hands back in her pockets, her eyes

kick and a slap ever make up for the suffering she

sell her own

kind of mother was that?

she waved away the servants. “What are you doing just standing there,

went to make the call

came from the second

Hedy Hedy, in a lavish long dress, happily ran down the stairs.

stood still, not

“Sister you’re back at the perfect time it’s my friend’s birthday today, I’m going to her party. Do you think I can wear this dress? It’s custom-made by a famous designer, a gift from

at

Hedy loved to show off her

Hedy’s pleasure

in the unfair treatment between

clothes that even the servants would turn their noses up at

expensive dresses

minute late, she would be denied dinner and even punished

late she came back, the doors of the Ableson household were always open

extremes living under the same roof. Hedy was the sky,

be careful, your hands are so rough, don’t ruin the dress. I don’t really care,

feigned concern, then grabbed Fileen’s hand

you not touch me? Every time you touch me, I feel like I’ve touched shit. I have to wash my hands repeatedly with disinfectant. It’s too much

at her in disbelief

when she was hit or insulted, what

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