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

to snatch

Janet caught her

mine,” Janet looked

fearful look appeared on

wrist… This woman was so

that she

we going to have a problem?” Janet

I am sorry.” Wendy

hand away, “OK so now

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

times shabbier than the one upstairs

it was underground and there were no windows, the entire room

and the table…everything

of dirt and grease on the table surface as though it hadn’t. been

joined

glares coming from all directions. But she ignored all of them. When it was her turn, the chef stared at her for a few seconds and then pushed a bowl

Janet frowned.

she clearly saw the others have cold

have a problem?” the chef howled, “Starve if you

down at the

could tell that it tasted horribly

said nothing took that

nasty jeers

would sit her during dinner. So she found a corner

almost spat it

like rotten eggs mixed with dirt. And she would not be surprised if there was the chef’s spit

a deep breath

would definitely get sick if she had this. A stomachache would

tomorrow even worse.

up to her

bowl of soup and giggled, “You

meal?”

a bucket of slop?” Janet

your tongue!” Wendy warned, “You are lucky enough that we feed you. If you want to starve yourself, fine.

that said, she tossed

room. The room number is b13. Tomorrow’s gathering time

fucking

Wendy walked away.

her disgusting bowl of soup. So she pushed the chair

couldn’t find the room

b13. She tried to stop

nobody would

her as though she didn’t

and

hallway went out, Janet

was.

was not exactly a room, more like a utility closet

the door which said “b13.” And Janet was pretty sure

she missed it

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