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Chapter 56:
However, the door swung open to reveal not Lillian, but a team of professional movers, clad in their work
uniforms.
“Hello, did someone here request a moving service?” one mover inquired.
The housekeeper peeked outside, her heart sinking as she saw over ten robust men, poised as though ready to
gut the house.
She waved her hands fretfully.
“My employer is still resting. Could you perhaps wait a little longer? Just until—"
“Wait for what?” Before she could finish, Joyce barged past her and barked at the movers, “Cin! What are
you waiting for? We've been expecting you.”
The mover apologized promptly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Sorry, ma'am. The traffic downtown was horrendous.”
Joyce dismissed their excuse with an irritated wave of her hand.
“Sparethe details. Just get in here.”
She led them into the living room, her gestures grand and commanding as she pointed to her selections.
“Take that. And this. Oh, and that one over there too. The fish tank—yes, the whole thing, fish included. Move it
all!”
The movers examined the items carefully before providing a quote.
“Since there are live animals involved, the fee will be slightly higher. If that’s alright, we can begin immediately.”
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Joyce waved them off dismissively, her tone dripping with entitlement.
“Go ahead and start. Bill the owner of the house for it later.”
The movers, methodical and professional, began unpacking their equipment, ready to pack up the requested
items.
The housekeeper, now frantic, stepped forward in a last-ditch effort to intervene.
“No, no! This can’t happen! Miss Harper is still asleep. Please, at least wait until she wakes up so you can ask her
first. If she consents, then fine, take what you like. But I'm just the housekeeper—I don’t have the authority to let
this happen. If she comes downstairs to find her house stripped bare, what explanation am | supposed to give?
Please, | beg you!”
Caiden claimed to be Daniela’s father, Katrina asserted herself as the stepmother, and Joyce proclaimed herself
the stepsister. Confused by the family dynamics, the housekeeper felt utterly helpless.
“What did you just say?” Joyce snapped, her tone sharp and cutting as her glare bore into the housekeeper.
“I said, move these things. Didn't you hear me?”
The housekeeper, though visibly trembling, planted herself in front of the fish tank, resolutely blocking their
path.
Joyce's frustration reached its boiling point. Without a second thought, she raised her hand and struck the
housekeeper hard across the face.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe housekeeper, a woman in her fifties, stumbled under the force of the slap. Her eyes brimmed with tears, but
she stood her ground, too terrified to speak. Joyce seized her arm roughly, shoving her aside with a dismissive
sneer. Turning back to the movers, she barked, “Move it, now!”
The movers nodded and bent down, working together to lift the massive fish tank. At that moment, the doorbell
rang again.
With a piercing look, Joyce directed her fiery gaze at the housekeeper, her voice thick with exasperation.
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