Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

Even if you straighten your back slightly, the towel on your chest will press against the closet door.

This made Grace a little uncomfortable.

"Boom", even though the sound had weakened a lot through the closet door, Grace could still hear the rough sound of the door hitting the wall.

The quality is really poor.

"Doris."

But the first call from the head maid made Grace jump.

Doris...?

So the reason Nurki can't find Nora is because her real name is Doris Franks?

Nora, no, Doris is deceiving herself?

"Did you know that a beautiful emerald was missing from Lady Gemma's dress?"

Arrogant footsteps echoed in the room, accompanied by a sharp and mean voice, and Grace could even imagine the image of a bossy evil servant.

Nora did not respond, but remained silent like her previous style.

"I heard from several maids in the laundry room that they saw you once wearing a valuable green gem."

The green gem should be the relic that Nora stole from the mother of the Fifth Princess, right?

In ordinary family struggles, petty theft and shady means are normal.

Grace knew that Nora's character was relatively righteous. After all, as a passerby, she helped her avoid being a customer of the plum cake shop owner.

In order to hear the conversation between the two more clearly, Grace turned slightly and put her ear to the door panel.

"I didn't take it."

Nora retorted righteously and word for word.

"Huh? You said you didn't take it, so you didn't take it?"

The vicious voice sneered, and then spoke aggressively,

"That is the dress that Mrs. Gemma wore to attend the engagement party. It represents the face of the Franks family. We have to find it even if we turn this place upside down."

The head maid opened her mouth and her tone became more and more harsh, constantly adding anger to the emotional balloon.

Just throw things away?Isn't this a frame-up?

Red eyes narrowed slightly, and Grace waited patiently for the next words.

"Besides, didn't your dead cheap mother have a history of stealing? She just climbed into Mr. Dahl's bed and dreamed of becoming the wife of the Francis family?"

"Ha...that's really even more despicable than a dancing girl."

The head maid laughed contemptuously and sarcastically said, "Just a pariah from the beach."

"..."

Nora still didn’t speak, as if she had lost her voice and remained motionless.

Looking at the arrogant maid Kelly indifferently, it was like looking at a dead corpse.

Nora didn't need to think about it to know that Lucia was yelling in her head, and she didn't care about it.

But Grace, who was hiding behind the closet, didn't want to hear this.

The ugliest, lowest, and most disgusting parts of a human being are like peeled onions, dripping with blood and displayed in front of Grace.

All dignity was crushed by naked words, leaving no trace left.

But she couldn't punch Kelly in the mouth now.

It's not that there is no strength, but that such strength is not enough in front of a huge family that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

In front of Mrs. Jima's strength, he is too weak.

Not only did she control herself, she also sent knights to monitor her grandfather who was far away in the countryside.

What he needs now is to one day have the power that no one can stop and overthrow everything here in one fell swoop.

At this point, Nora has endured it for decades and has long been accustomed to the provocations suggested by Mrs. Gemma.

Yes, Mrs. Jima will deliberately give generous rewards to those evil servants who make things difficult for her.

But he has never done anything to himself, as if living forever in the world is a better torture.

Nora held back her angry emotions for the time being and regarded all the suffering as a tempering experience.

There wasn't much expression on the face of the paralyzed man, he just glanced subconsciously in the direction of the closet.

right here!Kelly's crazy eyes suddenly lit up.

She strode towards the shabby wardrobe, as if a shark in the deep sea smelled blood.

"I see, you hid the gems in..." - in the wardrobe.

boom!The cabinet door was held tightly by Nora, and the whole cabinet shook slightly.

Noila narrowed her eyes, her eyes were sharp and sharp, and her tone was uncompromising.

"I haven't taken it. If you really need to search my room, please call my father over. Otherwise, just relying on your one-sided words Kelly, who knows whether it is deception or not?"

Kelly sneered, raising her hand to pull off the girl's obstructing hand.

"Oh, if you are honest, why are you afraid of a search?"

"Kelly."

Nora lowered her voice to give her final warning, staring at her intently,

"Are you sure you want to open this door?"

The atmosphere was so cold that it was freezing. Nora showed a look full of murderous intent for the first time, which made the head maid Kelly feel guilty inexplicably.

It seems that if you open it even a little further, there will be an eternal hell behind you.

Kelly's hurried eyes were looking for other solutions.

Crossing the steaming bucket, she found a red cloak and black winter skirt made of silk, goose down and other high-end materials on the simple bed.

Even from a distance, one could tell that those were clothes that only top noble ladies could customize.

"Ah……"

Kelly smiled confidently. She walked to the bed in three steps and two steps, and picked up the black winter dress with a light fragrance, as excited as if she had captured stolen goods.

"Doris, how should we explain this dress? Judging from its material and fabric, you must have stolen Lady Gemma's clothes."

"Humans, they are really despicable creatures. They have fallen into a mud ditch, but they still miss the prosperity on the top of the mountain."

Seeing that Nora didn't speak, she spoke loudly and boldly,

"It's so wonderful how ugly you look now. Is the ugly duckling still dreaming of the white swan?"

Suddenly, there was a bang, and the closet door opened at an extremely fast speed.

"what……?"

Kelly muttered and prepared to turn around.

Nora opened her eyes wide in surprise.

She saw a white figure as swift as a nimble cat, and picked up the vase on the table with quick hands and eyes.

Before Kelly could look back, her slender and strong hands grasped the bottle and swung it hard on the side of Kelly's neck.

Toot, the bowling ball is full, and a heavy hitting sound is heard.

Crazy, and covered with an extremely delicate and fragile sense of violence, firmly occupied Nora's sight.

She couldn't describe this feeling. It was like a thunder breaking through the dark clouds, making people's hearts tremble.

The body with teeth and claws suddenly fell to the ground like a piece of paper.

Grace put the vase back indifferently, bent down and washed her slender fingers in the water of the barrel, wiped her hands gracefully with another towel, and wiped away all the sins on her body.

She took the opportunity to rub Kelly's arm with her delicate bare feet,

"She won't die. She will faint at most. You can throw her outside later. Don't let her freeze to death."

Grace said and lifted the towel on her body as if nothing had happened.

"It's really hard to talk, but it's more comfortable to just shut up."

The short towel only covered half of her thighs, but her flat chest revealed a slight ravine because it was too low-cut.

The expression on Her Royal Highness's face was indifferent, like the snow that was most indifferent to life in the harsh winter.

crazy!Really crazy!Grace is a total lunatic!

Nola’s pupils kept trembling, her heart was beating with inexplicable excitement, and she stopped talking,

"She...is my stepmother's servant."

She finally knelt down and placed it on the tip of Kelly's nose, making sure there was no blood and no breath before she breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's the point? When beating a dog, it depends on the owner."

Grace tucked in the bath towel and stacked her scattered clothes from the bed.

She raised her head and her clear red eyes revealed a strange madness and calmness, "You are mine."

Nola felt a little moved in her heart, as if she was in her mother's arms, and a few simple words outlined a deep sense of security.

But...can Grace really believe it?Wouldn't she be like those people before?

"But……"

Nora wanted to say something, but she couldn't say a word.

She tilted her head slightly and took a long time to say "thank you".

But the girl's face was still as expressionless as a frozen sculpture.

Grace didn't care, she quite tacitly agreed not to look at Nora.

"A harsh person should also receive some punishment."

The wet hair stuck to her forehead, giving it a messy beauty. Grace smoothed the hair around her ears and said coldly,

"You can tolerate it, but I can't tolerate such a low-level role."

"They are no different from wild beasts. They will be curious when they see the light of fire for the first time, but only when their skin is burned to ulcers will they know that flames are something that cannot be touched."

"After it hurts, no one will dare to bully you."

It's not bullying...just tolerating.

Nora's legs were pressed together nervously, and she lowered her head, unable to look squarely at the extreme and beautiful girl in front of her.

But...this kind of madness is not bad.

At least it's not annoying now, right.

Grace let out a helpless sigh in silence, and rubbed her temples, as if she had encountered an unsolvable problem.

"Nora...no, Doris, does anyone else know your fake name?"

"If anything, you can't stay here."

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"No."

Nora shook her head, "No one knows except the adoptive mother."

"is it?"

Grace frowned slightly and looked at Nora carefully, trying to see some clues from that ice face.

Once deception occurs, the doubts in the heart will be amplified little by little.

While unfolding the soft winter skirt in her hand, she gave pressure with a cold voice.

"Then were you cheating on me before?"

"No. Nora is my real name."