“Lock that wench in the storage. We’ll call the chief of the guard from the village tomorrow morning to discuss how to handle this.”
“Just a moment.”
Meiana stepped forward. Jocelyn, without moving her rigid upper body, turned her neck to look at her as if she were a puppet.
“What now?”
“Calling the chief of the guard to discuss? What does that mean? This is a serious matter. Naturally, we should inform the Duke right away. We need to send a letter so that he returns immediately under the Duke’s command.”
“The Duke is currently dedicated to the affairs of the kingdom under the command of His Majesty the King. Are you daring to order him, a mere servant girl, to come and go? Is that what you’re saying?”
“If that trivial servant girl, under someone’s influence, tried to assassinate the Duke’s sole successor, then it’s a different story.”
Among the employees who arrived late and were not fully aware of the situation, a gasp of surprise erupted. Grete struggled even more. At that moment, along with the screams of despair, vulgar words burst out with a loud voice.
“Damn it! This wench bit me!”
The servant who was holding her let go of Grete, holding his blood-soaked sleeve, and stepped back noisily. Grete, who collapsed noisily, grabbed the hem of Jocelyn’s skirt and gasped for breath. Her hairpiece came loose, her hair became disheveled, and her eyes were bloodshot. She seemed utterly out of her mind.
“Mistress, Mistress! What are you talking about? I didn’t do anything! Please speak properly. I’m not like that!”
Jocelyn looked down at Grete with merciless eyes.
“Then, who put that vial in your pocket?”
“How could you!”
Other servants rushed in and grabbed Grete. Her whale-like cries were abruptly cut off. She had fainted.
At that moment, a doctor someone had called rushed into the kitchen, and the chaos erupted again. Having witnessed an incomprehensible situation, Head Maid Kosha, who had been absentmindedly standing there, finally regained her composure and hurriedly brought the doctor inside.
Kosha and a few other servants supported the collapsed chef and carried him away. The employees scattered like baby spiders, avoiding various responsibilities. Thus, the only ones left in the dining room were Meiana and Jocelyn, just the two of them.
Meiana said, “If we just silence Grete’s mouth, it seems like your deeds will be buried forever, doesn’t it?”
Jocelyn’s eye area twitched as if in a spasm.
“What are you talking about?”
“Do you think no one knows that Grete didn’t act alone in this? No way. I know. You manipulated Grete. It was you who, using her vanity and inferiority, orchestrated these actions.”
A smirk broke out, coming from Jocelyn. It was a very brief moment, but her laughing expression felt very unfamiliar.
“Do you have evidence?”
As Jocelyn opened her eyes wide, her white pupils rolled up almost disgustingly.
Meiana discreetly distanced herself to prevent Jocelyn from grabbing her, having hidden the vial in her pocket. Meiana said, “Do you really think Grete will go to jail willingly, overturning even your crimes?”
“No. That wench is stupid and her mouth is sealed. But I said, do you have evidence? Any maidservant who dared to commit such a shameless act, fearing the fear of facing a disciplinary form, would be dragged in like a ghost, even if it’s an impossible thing.”
Rolling her eyes with clenched fists, Jocelyn seemed not the least bit uneasy. Even Meiana, who would never be outdone in courage, was speechless to the point of losing words.
Meiana said, “You’re like a demon attached to this family.”
“No way. I’m the one qualified to polish the glory of the aristocratic family. From the immaculate and noble lineage of Baelminster… from the Duke to the descendants, those pure noble beings are truly the ones worthy of walking the path our Stamford family has diligently paved. The people of the Stamford family are nothing less than a precious sacrifice for the glory of the aristocratic family. Although not visible, always prepared to elevate the glory of the aristocratic family, scrubbing my body clean until it wears out. What do you know about that? You know nothing. So keep your mouth shut if you want to live long.”
“Absurd nonsense. I will honestly tell His Grace about this matter, and I will mention your involvement without leaving out a single detail.”
Jocelyn’s mouth opened wide in a chilling manner.
“Are you expecting His Grace to believe your words and kick me out?”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
