Chapter 13 The First Strike Back

Calista finished talking and loosed her grip. Quincy felt her legs go weak and she collapsed onto the floor.

Her face was all white, and when she looked back up at Calista, she suddenly felt fear in her heart.

When she thought about the police and what the Fairchilds could do, she became terribly anxious and didn't say any more, instead escaping up the stairs.

Calista originally intended to go back to her own room, but then she suddenly smelled something delicious in the kitchen and realized that she hadn't eaten much at Fairchild Manor earlier, plus she went through so much the night before and she was starving now. She made a turn towards the kitchen and saw two maids preparing snacks for tea.

"I'm hungry." Calista leaned against the door and suddenly spoke, startling the two maids who were chatting with each other. She didn't wait for their response and continued, "Prepare some food and send it to my room."

Quincy had told all the servants to leave the living room earlier, so nobody saw how Calista treated Quincy earlier. So when they heard her give instructions like this, they all thought she had gone mad.

Unfortunately she turned and left before they could even react, and they missed their chance to mock her.

One of the maids threw her gloves on the kitchen top and said angrily, "Can't she see that we're very busy? Does she really think she's the Ms. Calista now?"

The older maid replied, "What does it matter? Isn't there a bit of food leftover from lunch? Just pour a bit of soy sauce on it and send it upstairs. She eats anything anyway."

She said this mockingly, because Calista of the past never dared to be picky about her food.

Of course Calista had no idea what they were talking about downstairs because she was looking at herself in the mirror, feeling rather strange.

She was still young and tender at eighteen, and even though her thick fringe covered half her face, she still looked fairly sweet.

all her hair back and tied it into a high ponytail, revealing her clean forehead

laughed to herself, and thought that she didn't look

because it got into her eyes, but she didn't dare to change her hairstyle because her stepmother had said that it looked nice on her. But did it really look nice? Yelena was just afraid that Calista would steal the limelight from

on the door. When Calista opened the door, there was nobody outside, but there was half a bowl of leftover pasta with some

she use to lead, she

food was awful, but she thought it was delicious compared to the terrible things she ate at home. When her father wasn't home, she wasn't even allowed to sit at the

without saying a word, what she would get in return was not the reputation of being

a fresh cup of Ceylon tea. It seemed like Yelena had just returned home and was

own business. Calista held up

had phoned her and said the Fairchilds would continue to investigate what happened the night before and would definitely force the two men to tell the truth.

Calista appear in front of her at this time made her so

front of

a finely plucked eyebrow and laughed coldly, "Oh look who we have here, isn't this the Ms. Calista of the Staffords? You

had combed her fringe up, and was still wearing last night's dress from the Fairchilds. She looked completely different and Yelena's expression

up! You're dressed so provocatively at such

stood by the sofa and listened to her calmly. Yelena always behaved very differently at home from what she was

Ms. Calista of the Stafford family and I have to eat this sort of cr*p? If we're really so poor, then we shouldn't hire so

in the living room. But none of

food in Calista's bowl, her mood improved instantly. "Why? Can't eat this? There are many out there with no food to eat you know? Who are you? You're lucky

cheekbones were very high and they made

the end of the day you're an uncultured swine! So you think you've got wings to fly now huh? Even if you don't want to eat this,

this show and all the delicious food on the coffee

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