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Gwendolyn finally regained her senses. “Huh?”

Two thousand? These are just three plates and two bowls. How could they be so expensive? Is he robbing me?

Patrick pointed at the broken plates and bowls on the floor and explained, “These are porcelain. The golden stripes on them are real gold. Two thousand is a discounted price.”

How Gwendolyn wished she could pick up all the broken pieces and scratch off all the golden stripes so that she could perhaps sell them for money.

Patrick frowned when she saw her stretching out her hands to pick the broken pieces up.

“Use a broom. Don't use your hands.”

Gwendolyn could only withdraw her hands. He has so many orders. It's up to me how I want to clean this up, okay?

However, the man clearly had no intention of leaving and merely stood there, staring at her.

Patrick knew that she would hurt herself if he did not watch her.

Seeing him standing there, Gwendolyn felt rather upset because she could not keep the broken pieces after all. These strings are made of gold! They must be the same price as gold, right?

Gwendolyn was utterly defeated by her poverty and her life. She no longer had the grace of a lady anymore.

leave until she threw all the broken pieces

chest, she had the urge to press

she clearly dared not to

she took off her apron and turned around, she smiled at him

and

nodded. “My bedroom is

let out a

night. Just go

good impression of him had

his room. Then he sat at his desk and

then started tidying his

was still clean the previous day. Only several books were scattered around, but all the clothes were clean. She thought she would need at most

All the clothes were scattered on the floor. Gwendolyn had to hang

of his underwear

stretched out her hand to grab them

had never seen men's underwear before, so she

as he watched the scene, leaning against the door of the

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