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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.

until she threw all the broken pieces into

he was standing there with his arms crossed in front of his chest, she had the urge to press a knife against his neck and force him to get rid of the

she clearly dared not to

around, she smiled at him and said, “Mr.

night, and she wanted

is quite messy. Clean

let out a

eleven at night. Just go to sleep.

impression of him

stairs and got into his room. Then he sat at

then started

scattered around, but all the clothes were clean. She thought she would need at most ten minutes to

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

she saw several of his underwear lying

hand to grab them but quickly retracted her

so she was too

as he watched the scene, leaning

interested in my