Anne... I know you're still mad... but how can you compare yourself to Sadie? Anne, I won't let you... belittle yourself..." Sadie: "??!!"

What do you mean I can't compare?

Why is it belittling myself?!

"Anne..."

Sadie: "Anne, my foot!" And with that, she landed a slap on Murray's head.

It took her a moment to realize what she had done, and she was terrified for a second, but then, she couldn't help but smirk, her lips quivering more than a suppressed AK! That slap seemed to hit a reset button, and Murray immediately let go.

Sadie didn't wait to run.

Back in her cluttered little bedroom, she tossed and turned, a mix of anger and worry churning inside her.

No way she's going back to that old mansion tonight.

Ah, is Ms. Cole really not coming back?

Who's going to manage the house's eccentricities now?

Such a headache.

fall asleep, Sadie suddenly sat up in the middle

she left her room, tiptoed

couldn't

greeted by a horrendous

closer inspection, there was a huge

was

just trying to take me out at

day, Murray

up, a far cry from last night's drunken

had already

but every time the eccentric drank too much, he'd demand in the morning: "Sadie, make some oatmeal porridge, will you?" This

bring the porridge to the master bedroom, she saw Murray coming down the

I made oatmeal porridge,

looked at

out for two seconds, then gently shook his head, calmly saying, "I'm not hungry. From now on, you don't have to make

strode out

The one time she took the initiative

...

when she looked up to see the man stepping out of his

coat, its straight, broad cut

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