Don't confiscate my citizenship

The potato chips on the table were brought by the maid, who seemed to have found her leisurely reading a book and thought she might want some snacks.

"and many more."

Christina paused holding the potato chips.

If the maid brought it to you, wouldn't it be on the instructions of the butler?

She quickly threw half of the potato chips in her hand into the trash can, treating it as something ominous.

Just when Christina was full of fear.

She heard footsteps in the distance in the long corridor of the mansion's reception hall.

"Rocky, it's almost half past three in the afternoon."

Her brother Kyle came over, holding a textbook in his hand, and stood by the wall and said to Rocky remotely.

"Master, please wait a moment. After I help Madam choose an evening dress, I will go to give you a fashion design class."

Butler Rocky looked at his watch and responded to the blond young master Kyle.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you in the room!"

Kyle smiled heartily and waved to Butler Lodge.

Christina on the sofa in the distance was holding a book in one hand, full of doubts.

"..."

Christina probably understands why her brother wants to learn fashion design.

He just wanted to make some new clothes for his favorite demon maids.

Her brother had thought about this before, but Christina never expected that her brother would actually calm down and take the initiative to study!

The flower capital Parrieux is recognized as the fashion capital of the Southern Continent. The annual Poisson Fashion Week is one of the most eye-catching events in the fashion industry of the Southern Continent. It brings together many top fashion brands and designers and leads the Southern Continent’s fashion trends. fashion.

Fashion designers and pattern makers are both promising jobs.

Parrieux is also an important education and scientific research center in the eastern part of the southern continent, with many world-class higher education resources and research institutes, such as Poisson Polytechnic, Parrieux University of Design, etc.

Previously, the family hired a professional design teacher from Parrieux for my brother, but he was too lazy to study for two days.

Now he looks like he is thirsty for knowledge and wants to take the school exam again.

"Where did Brother Kyle invite him back from..."

She sat upright on the sofa and muttered to herself in great confusion.

Even the teachers at Aloran Royal Academy don't have this guy's extremely elegant demeanor in his words and deeds.

I don’t know how long it took, but Christina was lying on the sofa, unable to sleep for a long time.

My mind is filled with questions and worries.

The afternoon sun in the courtyard of Count Baptiste's residence gradually turned into a slightly deeper golden orange, accompanied by a wisp of fragrance of flowers, which reflected into the reception hall on the first floor of the mansion, announcing the flower capital Parrieux. The arrival of sunset.

Christina's cheeks were gradually covered by the color of the sunset.

Just then, she noticed a figure walking through the living room.

"housekeeper."

Christina stopped the housekeeper who was carrying a suitcase and seemed to be about to leave.

"Miss Christina, what's the matter?"

Butler Rocky stopped.

"What exactly did you do to my family?"

Christina sat up straight, stood up and walked over, deciding to talk to the butler straight to the point.

No matter what the other party's intentions are, whether they are kind-hearted or malicious towards their family.

He was tough and she couldn't resist him. Just as her other family members had been impressed by this Lodge housekeeper, her resistance was probably just a moth to the flame.

If she could negotiate, she would definitely have to find a way to negotiate.

"I'm just trying my best to be a steward."

Butler Lodge replied.

"No, you're lying to me, you definitely did something to them, like, like brainwashed them!"

Christina clasped her hands tightly and said to him.

The way this guy played house with her was simply toying with her.

She has never seen any housekeeper who can make the employer addicted collectively.

"..."

The butler turned around, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

"Miss Christina, it turns out that's how you see me."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have a question. Have you ever considered yourself before others? Is every will of yours determined by yourself?"

The housekeeper put his suitcase on the low table for the time being, preparing to have a good chat with her.

"You were born into the well-off family of Count Baptiste from an early age. You received a good education and were praised as a talented woman. You are also qualified to inherit the family business. You will eventually become a high-ranking figure in the capital of Paris. Your The road map of life should be roughly like this.”

"Of course my will is determined by me. If not, I would not go to the Kingdom of Aloran to study abroad!"

Christina immediately retorted.

The other person's words made her very unhappy.

Although not offensive, she wholeheartedly disagreed with the statement.

"In my opinion, you should like the flower capital Parrieux very much, and also like Count Baptiste's family, otherwise you wouldn't come back during the vacation just one month after school started."

The butler analyzed it as if changing the topic again.

"Of course I do."

Christina admitted.

This was the only thing she would not deny. She was proud of being the eldest daughter of Count Baptiste's family.

"Do you think that you chose to study in the Kingdom of Aloran because you clearly like the capital of Paris and your own family because you want to escape the reputation of Count Baptiste's family? If the answer is yes, to some extent Doesn’t it seem that you are very concerned about other people’s eyes and your own negative reputation, and that you were influenced by others to make this decision? Is this really your own will?”

The housekeeper asked Christina sincerely.

"..."

When Christina heard this, she fell into a brief silence.

Seeing that she didn't speak.

"On the contrary, the family members whom you dislike from the bottom of your heart all live a comfortable life. They have never been as easily influenced by others to make decisions as you are. Don't you find that they are more relaxed than you?"

Butler Rocky continued to ask, his voice still so gentle, making people feel drowsy in the sunset.

"Me, my situation is different from theirs, but I'm not dissing them, absolutely not."

Christina immediately shook her head vigorously and denied to Rocky.

"Then the question is, are your family members or you the ones being brainwashed? Is it possible that the one who is really abnormal is actually you?"

Butler Lodge stared at her and asked.

"The one who was brainwashed... was it my family... or me...?"

She held her head and staggered back two steps.

Are the scenes she has seen since childhood, the ideas instilled in her by her family, and the life guidelines she follows really correct?

"No, that's not right."

Christina felt a cold sweat on her back.

She shook her head abruptly.

It was like pulling myself back from the cliff.

If she had truly believed him just now and started to question and break her previous cognitive patterns, this calm and unhurried man would have immediately taken over her heart!

"There's definitely something wrong with you!"

Christina pointed at Ranch and shouted.

She seemed to understand a little bit. This guy did not use magic, but he had a strange kind of magic power.

It was as if a cult bishop had invaded their home with ulterior secrets.

She remembered what was said in the news that two or three cardinals of the Church of Resurrection were suspected to be in the Poisen Kingdom, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.

However, none of the bishops of the Resurrection Church have brainwashing abilities, which is incredible.

"How can I terminate your contract!"

Christina questioned.

At least Butler Rocky seemed to be someone he could communicate with. Even if his brother really offended someone and brought this guy to his door, there should be a way to get him away.

"Your brother spent 50,000 pounds to hire me back. The contract is a five-year long-term contract. During the period, if one party proposes to break the contract, the liquidated damages will also be 50,000 pounds."

Lan Qi held his right elbow in slight distress and stroked his cheek.

"Do I have to pay you fifty thousand pounds if I fire you?!"

Christina asked in shock.

Although theoretically there is no possibility of this happening.

Who would take the initiative to fire a housekeeper who spent so much money to hire?

The treaty appears to have been merely to prevent the stewards from breaching the agreement themselves.

"Yes, after all, if I get fired, I will lose face. When I look for a job in the future, my employer will suspect that I have committed a major dereliction of duty after seeing my resume."

Lan Qi replied sheepishly.

He opened the suitcase and took out a contract and handed it to Christina to read.