Chapter 8

The woman looked so grimaced.

The White family was a noble and powerful family, and the person who was in charge of attending the deceased had sneaked away to sleep. If this got out, people would gossip a lot.

Crystal was still drowsy. She had no idea who this woman was.

She just felt that the members of the White family were all fierce!

The help next to her prompted her, “Ma’am, this is Master White’s uncle’s wife. You should call her Mrs. White.”

Then, Crystal finally knew who the person in front of her was.

Harold was the eldest son of the White family’s main branch. His mother had passed away when he was just a little boy. His father had become a monk out of grief and no longer bothered with the affairs of the family. Harold had an uncle who had two sons and a daughter. The woman standing here was his uncle’s wife, Freda Garcia.

this new bride, so her voice turned even grumpier. “Didn’t the Evans teach you etiquette? Or do you think that the White family is a countryside household, and you can do

bring me the family punishment

at each other. No one dared to move. Someone went up to Freda to talk her out of it. “Ma’am, if

just a trivial matter, and I can’t say

help didn’t dare to persuade

position of the White family would belong to Freda’s husband soon. So, defying her

minutes, she came back with a thick ruler and handed it to Freda. The latter then weighed the ruler in her hand,

helps stepped forward and grabbed hold of Crystal’s hands and feet, making her bend

to let you learn your lesson. When you come to the White family, you have to abide by the White

looked at the thick stick. Immediately,

often hit her with this kind of stick. Sometimes, it was because she didn’t finish her chores before nightfall. Sometimes, it was because she didn’t feed the pigs. And, because she was a girl, the people in the village always laughed at her grandmother. It made the old woman so mad she would vent her

she would need half a month to recover. Her parents didn’t care about her. They didn’t even

trembling with fear, Freda asked, “Tell

residence

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