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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.

threw all the broken pieces into the trash

at how 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

dared not

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

eleven o'clock at night, and she

is quite messy. Clean

let out a

Lowen, it's eleven at night. Just go to sleep. Can't I clean the room

of

the stairs and got into his room. Then he sat at his desk and read

then started tidying his

all the clothes were clean. She thought she would need at

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

saw several of his underwear lying on the

stretched out her hand to grab them

underwear before, so she

the scene,

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