Chapter 151

It is not your damn business, OK?”

Wendy snarled with an eye roll.

“The rule is there for a reason. You just follow the rules. And stop asking silly questions.”

She took one more critical look at Janet and let out a snort, “Let me go fetch you a maid’s uniform. You can’t wear your current clothes.”

Wendy left the room, grumbling some complaints.

Janet’s gaze fell back on that piece of paper, focusing on the last line.

The West corridor on the – floor.

Lance was the owner of this castle. It must have been he who made this rule.

So what was in the west corridor on the -4 floor that he didn’t want people to see?

Whatever it was, it must be something important to Lance.

She remembered that location at heart and decided to check it out sometimes.

Wendy returned shortly after with a maid uniform.

“Put this on.” she tossed the clothes on the floor and demanded.

The texture of that uniform was very raw, and it felt itchy against the skin.

Janet moved around uncomfortably in the clothes and scratched the back of her neck

Wendy noticed that and let out a sarcastic snort, “The lowly servant’s clothes don’t suite you, my lady? Too bad but it is the only thing you are going to wear from now on… Wait a second!”

Her eyes caught something that just fell out of Janet’s collar.

“What is that?” she gasped, astonished.

“A golden locket,” Janet said flatly.

It was a gift from Casper.

He gave this to her before she went to the Riverside Pack for the training.

Wendy gulped. A hint of greed flickered across her eyes.

“Y–You can’t wear this in the palace. It is against the rule!”

Wendy stuck out a hand, her palm facing up.

“I am confiscating it now.

Janet sneered, “What rule? I didn’t see such a rule on the wall.”

convention! The maids are not supposed to wear expensive jewelry

to snatch the golden locket

caught her hand

is mine,” Janet looked down at her

fearful

iron grip was hurting her wrist… This woman

wonder that she

we going to have a

am sorry.” Wendy

“OK so now I am dressed. What

to have dinner and then I will assign you a room…This way.” They left the office walked down

a thousand times shabbier than the one upstairs

were no windows, the

the table…everything seemed so

was a thick layer of dirt and grease on the table surface as though

grabbed a tray and joined the line

of them. When it was her turn,

Janet frowned.

have cold slices of sandwich for

have a problem?” the chef

looked down at

tell that it tasted horribly just by looking at

took that bowl

heard some nasty jeers behind her

found a corner and sat down, taking a sip of

almost spat it out

soup tasted like rotten eggs mixed with dirt. And she would not be surprised if there

deep breath and

definitely get sick if she had this. A stomachache would

tomorrow even worse.

to her

bowl of soup

meal?”

mean a bucket of slop?”

If you want to starve yourself, fine. Just don’t pass out

that said, she tossed Janet a

The room number is b13. Tomorrow’s gathering

fucking

Wendy walked away.

in the dining hall and faced her disgusting bowl of soup. So she pushed the chair away

find the room

room b13. She

would

strode right past her

nearly an hour. All the maids and servants had finished. dinner and went back to their separate

the hallway went out, Janet found where

was.

it was not exactly a room, more like a utility closet where they

the door which said “b13.” And Janet was

she missed it

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