It’s just that there is no real reference, no book theory, and it’s all based on the definitions of both parties.

As long as she holds the sovereignty, there will be no chance to take that step.

Sera really likes every paper figure, and sometimes even thinks they are alive, but this world is very different from the real world she has lived in for several years.

She knows better than anyone that she doesn't belong here.

As night fell, the guests from afar had to eat after watching the farce.

The dull-faced Josie and Anna Xi had woken up from a coma, but they still asked the servants to refuse the banquet on the grounds of poor health.

Only Lizzie held on to the dinner.

For the ruby ​​on her chest, Sierra wore a black tutu skirt and diamond earrings.

Sitting next to Rose Hill, she had a straight thin back and a slender neck, and her noble demeanor, embellished with sky-high jewels, was comparable to his.

"Not to mention, the Duke and Miss Serra are quite right in this way."

"The appearance of both of them is too perfect."

Those faintly flattering voices came to his ears, Sera didn't care, and just whispered to him: "Eat less, or just drink."

She didn't want him to spit it out in embarrassment when he went back.

Rosehill pursed her lips, tilted her head and lowered her body, and said to her: "There is a game tonight, do you want to play?"

Sera shook her head, "Another day, I still have family members to take care of, and you also take the box of gold coins from Layton."

"You do not want?"

"Of course I want to, but it won't be mine if I put it here, why don't I give it to you directly when I pay off the debt." Sera said with a smile: "I said yes, one thing is one thing, you Don't say no."

Rose Hill didn't object, but just picked up two oysters and put them on her plate when the servant passed by with a plate of oysters.

His doting silently saturates Sera's special status.

After today, I believe that the rich and powerful centers of the entire Lilenni Kingdom will know her name.

Some people left after dinner, while others left to catch the train in the morning.

Sierra was standing in the vacant living room, shaking a lace bone fan. It had been three days since Mawson Laundry was exposed to contagious diseases, abused workers to cause pregnant women to have malicious abortions, and so on.

On the first day, Lizzie couldn't bear the pressure, and before the big iron gate of the manor was damaged, he paid a large sum of money for the black slave's medical treatment and some purchases needed for life.

The next day, because Lizzie firmly disagreed with the expansion of the factory dormitory, more than half of the 30 black slaves chose to steal money and run away, and the police issued a chase.

On the third day, all the unfinished orders of Mosen Laundry Factory were returned, and the bosses who cooperated with Lizzie jointly demanded double compensation from him, because he had signed the contract in black and white, no matter whether the clothes were damaged due to overtime or accidents, he would Need to take responsibility.

For three days, Lizzie broke three teacups.

"I thought we could make money, but what happened? The result is that we are penniless! What about the compensation? Tell me! What about the compensation?"

Distressed, he walked up to Josie and questioned harshly, "You were the one who proposed to imitate Sera to open the factory, and you were also the one who proposed the disposal of slaves and the assignment of tasks, and now! Come up with a perfect solution for me! "

Josie's face was smeared with spittle, and her face was pale, "I can't blame me for this, sir, you agreed with it yourself."

Anna Xi, who was on the side, also dared not speak out. She proposed the idea of ​​imitation to her mother at first, but who knew they would make things like this in the end.

"I heard from the servant that Baron Layton sent a box of gold coins to Sera yesterday, why don't we use that box of money to solve the problem first." She tried to come up with an idea.

"Where's Serra?" Lizzie immediately went to ask the servant as soon as she heard that there was a solution.

"Miss Serra went to the factory early in the morning." The servant bowed his head and responded.

Because of an accident at the Mosun Laundry Factory, Serra's factory orders soared. In addition to the rich man's orders that he had received before, the slaves in the factory also began to work overtime.

However, the treatment she gave was very good. She didn't force everyone to work overtime. She adopted a voluntary system, and every extra hour counted as one hour's wages, so as to motivate everyone.

In such a day's work, the steward's hand kept cramping, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never let go.

"Miss Sera, you are really amazing. In just one day, you brought back all the business from the previous period, and even doubled it by five times."

Serra gave him a few gold coins and said with a smile: "Work hard, you will be very busy in the next few days, and this is also your overtime pay."

Now that she has paid off Rose Hill's debts, she can be regarded as a rich woman in a sudden change.

But even in front of family members who have a bad relationship, you still need to pretend to be poor.

For example, as soon as she came home, she took off her wide felt hat and let the servant put it away, when she was called into the living room.

"Selah, it's really difficult at home because of the laundry factory. Where did the box of gold coins that Layton sent yesterday go?" Lizzie asked immediately.

Sera thought for a while, and suddenly realized, "Ah, you mean that box of money, I gave it to Mr. Rose Hill, what's wrong?"

Lizzie clenched his fists angrily, and waved vigorously in the air, "Why, how could you give it away directly!"

"It's not a gift, Dad, did you forget that I still have thousands of gold in debt?" Sera responded with a smile.

Seeing the pale faces of this family, she was very happy in her heart.

"Mosen Laundry is losing money. We owe a lot of debts. From the opening of the factory to now, all our work has been in vain." Lizzie stared at her closely. "Now that you have paid off the debts, how much money can you help the family?"

"I have no money." Sera replied simply, "The factory opened by my father has caused me successive losses at overwhelming prices. How do you think I am rich?"

"Sera, we just collected a round of rent from our tenants, and now we have no savings to accompany." Josie took a deep breath and forced her, "We still have a property in Leicestershire, if this difficulty If we can’t get through, we can only sell the land over there to fill the vacancy.”

Sierra's face sank instantly, "That is my mother's last house. If you dare to sell it, I will not only deprive my father of her title, but also make Anna Xi completely lose everything she owns now."

Her aura is bluffing, not a joke at all.

Besides, the current public opinion is on her side, and the whole kingdom knows that she has a close relationship with Rose Hill. Who would dare to buy her mother's house?

Lizzie sat back on the sofa, "Then we can only sell the house we live in now, we can no longer afford the maintenance costs of the manor and the wages of the servants."

"My lord! This is our only home! How can you! Sell a house in Leicestershire!"

Josie wanted to say something more, but the man slapped her hard.

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