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.

into a high

mirror, she laughed

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

was nobody outside, but there was half a bowl

use to lead, she thought, a life

school canteen 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 table. The things she had to eat in a

have happily eaten everything because she was hungry. But now she knew that if she ate this without saying a word, what she would get in return was not the

the bowl and went downstairs and saw that the living room was filled with delicious treats and a fresh cup

their own business. Calista held up the bowl of food in her

was anxiously trying to settle matters for her daughter! Earlier Quincy had phoned her and said the Fairchilds would continue to investigate what happened the night before and would definitely force the two

front of her at this

kill her. How dare she appear in front of me so boldly? Does she

here, isn't this the Ms. Calista of the Staffords? You were so

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

all your hair up! You're dressed so provocatively at such a young

the sofa and listened to her calmly. Yelena always behaved very differently at home from what she was in public, and Calista had heard things

turned the bowl in her hands. "Mrs. Fairchild, is my father on the verge of bankruptcy? I'm the Ms. Calista of the Stafford family and I have to eat

of voice shocked the servants busying themselves in the living room. But none of them panicked because in this house, Calista's words were never

when she saw the food in Calista's bowl, her mood improved instantly. "Why? Can't eat this? There are many out there with

and they made her look mean when

huh? Even if you don't want to eat this, you have to

side watching this show and all the delicious food on the coffee

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