Chapter 67 A Slap For A Slap
- The morning light filtered through the grand windows of the mansion, illuminating the busy hands of the maids as they cleaned, prepared breakfast, and exchanged whispers about the newest resident of the house: Lina.
- “She thinks she’s the queen already,” one maid muttered as she dusted a vase.
- “Did you see how she strutted in last night?” another added with a scoff.