Emily who was trembling so hard looked as if sheâd collapse any minute.
However she started to go through her hair which was tied up.
Soon, a giant needle was seen in her hand which came out of her hair.
âOh ho, nicely hidden now, was it.â
Of course Penelope was always the victim. They were this intense.
She wouldâve wanted to scream at the maid whoâd always abuse her but couldnât due to her having no evidence.
âH, hereâŚâŚ .â
Emily handed me the needle with her trembling hands.
I stared down at the object that had continuously hurt Penelope up until now. It was a mere metal piece that wasnât even that big.
However, yesterday I realized how painful this thin and little needle could provide a person.
âHow painful would it have been for her.â
No one wouldâve noticed even though your arms go weak with bloody scar marks due to the pain youâd feel every morning when you wake up.
âRaise your head.â
I clenched my teeth and commanded.
Emily hesitantly raised her head.
Despair could be seen in her wavering eyes as she was probably thinking about things she would experience now from the violent gong-nyuh.
âWatch this closely, Emily.â
I reached my hand without the needle out in front of Emily.
It was one fragile looking milky white hand without a scar. It was flipped so the back of the hand was facing the ceiling.
Then I planted the needle on it with the needle Emily handed me without hesitation.
âAck! Lady!â
It was me who was poked deep with the needle but it was Emily who screamed as if she was the one who got poked instead.
Then I plucked out the needle that was planted halfway in my hand.
âUgh.â
Blood drops started to from on the piercing.
Iâve prepared myself for this but it really hurt. It was to the point I would get teary eyed.
But I didnât show it on the face as I smashed the needle back into my hand, close to where I poked myself a moment ago.
âAh!â
This time, I couldnât endure the pain as I let out a sound.
âL, lady!â
Emily breathed hard as if she was having a panic attack.
Emily, not knowing what to do, let out tears at my reckless actions. It was a scene quite funny to watch.
âWhatâs she so scared about when she did things far worse than this before.â
âLady, hic! Lady, why are you doing this!â
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âNo need to cry like that, Emily. Since this is the scars you made on me.â
I replied in a gentle tone. Then her face expression went blank.
ââŚâŚ Huh?â
âIt may be two at this moment but it could always become three, four, and five. Maybe even more.â
ââŚâŚ .â
Emily stopped breathing at my words. Her trembling stopped as well.
âIâm going to accept whatever youâll do to me without having a single doubt on you from now on. The bathe water youâll be preparing, clothes, food. Everything.â
âL, ladyâŚâŚ .â
âThe more you do, more the scars thatâll appear on this hand. Itâll be totally visible someday. If then, wouldnât a day come when someone notices it?â
ââŚâŚ .â
âThere would be people wondering âwho could be the abuser who doesnât know their place to ignore the member of the Eckart familyâ. To give an example, just like brother Rennald.â
I verbally attacked Emily while smiling like a blooming flower.
âIâm only saying that all these depends on your attitude.â
My personal maid didnât give an answer to my threatening words.
Her face was so pale to the point even I thought she was choked by someone just now.
âGet up now. You must do your job now that your master has finished her food.â
I took back the arm that I reached for her.
I then turned my gaze to the big window by the table.
Emily stood up from the spot abruptly after a while more of kneeling down.
Then she started cleaning the table with the robotic speed and skills.
âSheâs fast to learn, it seems.â
It was fortunate. I think I could easily use her now and in the future.
The way people will look at me wouldâve been the same even if I did get a new person to be my personal maid.
I couldnât stay still doing nothing forever so I decided to make allies who I could use.
My personal maid who lead abuse on Penelope.
And at the right timing, a chance was given to me.
I also liked Emilyâs personality of straight on doing what sheâs told to do without any question.
I was watching Emily with such thought until she finished organizing the table fast.
It was then.
Thud-! The door opened all of a sudden with so much force that I wondered how the door didnât break from that.
I turned my gaze in surprise.
The hair with the lovely shade of pink fluttered in the air.
Rennald Eckart was glaring at me with a frown on his face.
âYou.â
He hurried in the room. The bar that showed [Interest -3%] was so close to me.
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âJust what are you planning on doing?â
Rennald who was approaching me with, creating a dark aura, frowned even more and gave a deathly aura when he witnessed Emily standing by the table.
âYouâŚâŚ !â
âY, y, young master.â
Emily froze in spot, her face pale.
I hurried looked at the table.
Every dishes were on a tray and only a fork was still set in front of me.
âHiya!â
I had a terrible feeling about this situation so I grabbed the fork and set it on the tray.
I looked around me if there were anything that could be used as a weapon, and spoke after I confirmed that there werenât anything that dangerous.
âYou should leave now, Emily.â
She abruptly raised the tray from the table as if she waited for me to say this. However, Rennald shouted when she did so.
âDonât you dare leave!â
âHurry.â
I said, looking at Emily as if telling her to leave before the aggressive young master starts to fuss around. Emily seemed to have understood the meaning of my words, because she hurriedly left the room.
She looked like me yesterday, running away crazily from Derrick to survive.
Emily finally left when Rennaldâs displeased gaze fixed on me.
âAnswer. What are you planning that you do this?â
I thought of what to say for a moment.
Penelope always talked informally to Rennald in the game.
Rennald was 2 years older than Penelope. It was understandable if they fought like a cat fighting a dog since the two didnât have a major age gap.
âJust like how the second bastard in the house and I are like.â
To be accurate, he abused me and I was always the one getting beaten.
I considered  talking formally to Rennald like I speak to Derrick due to him being older than me, but that thought came to an end.
It would funny if a person who spoke to him informally just yesterday speaks formally to him now.
âDid you decide to straight on ignore my words?â
Rennald asked displeasingly when I didnât reply.
âLook at that, how impatient.â
I replied him like how Penelope would.
ââŚâŚWhat is âthisâ that I did?â
âWhy are you saying that youâre going to use that bitch as your personal maid again!â
[Interest -3] sparkled dangerously above the fluttering pink, pretty hair.
What should I answer with to avoid the death flag?
I thought on switching the âchoicesâ on, but decided not to.
âNo. Even if I do, there would only be useless lines.â
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I gulped, staring at Rennald huffing in fury.
If it was Penelope, she would definitely say either âNot your business.â or âGet out of my room.â which would bring her closer to her death.
âThatâs nothing to worry about. You donât have to worry about that.â
However, I wasnât Penelope so I slightly sugarcoated those words.
Rennlad wouldnât take in anything I say, nicely anyway.
I sugarcoated those words though, so I thought it was going to be enough to deal with the situation.
ââŚâŚ What?â
However it seemed to have done the opposite effect of what was expected because the emotion in Rennaldâs gaze turned from dark to deathly.
âFeeding her master rotten food is, nothing to worry about to you?â
âNo, thatâsâŚâŚâ
âThere are boundaries of annihilating an Eckart. How dare she, a mere lowly one not knowing her place!â
ââŚâŚ .â
âWe donât need that kind of maid in the mansion. There are countless others who are begging to work here until they die, even without being paid!â
Rennald shouted.
I, who was going to conclude all this by saying this is nothing to make a fuss about, became speechless at his unexpected reaction.
Looking at him being angrier than I, the victim, was, made me laugh.
How dare you, a mere lowly one not knowing your place.
It was always the line Rennald would say to Penelope.
âDo you laugh in this situation?â
He said, frowning when I smirked for a brief moment.
âJust how lowly were you being seen by others that you are going through these insults?â
Yeah, thatâs right.
Just like you asked, how did people see the dukeâs daughter so lowly that none of the workers here would right away listen to a single word I say?
I calmed myself down, knowing if I said that, I would be dead.
âI met father because of the incident yesterday.â
I looked at him with a stage colder eyes.
âYes. Father probably agreed. Since I told him we had to fire that bitch immediately.â
Rennald confidently added with a puffed chest as if he was proud of his actions.
Did he want a compliment or something from his fake younger sister who he hated up until now?
Unfortunate for him, I didnât plan on doing so.
âFather and the older brother desired not to fire Emily.â
âWhat?â
Rennaldâs blue eyes widened when I continued with a calm tone.
âFather andâŚâŚ brother did?â
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