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    “I’m going to ask for some food,” she said, walking to the door. Her demeanor was polite. “We are really hungry. Could you please bring us something to eat? Thank you.”


    The two servants outside exchanged a look. Sandra sounded sincere and respectful, unlike Keira, who always acted as if the Harper family owed her something.


    One servant responded, “Wait for a moment.”


    “Thank you,” Sandra replied courteously.


    But the servants saw her politeness as merely a means to get what she wanted, not something genuine.


    Keira, displeased by her daughter’s demeanor, snapped, “You can’t shake your weak habits, can you? Being all polite and sweet—do you think that will make them treat you better? They’ll just see you as a pushover.”


    “Mom, enough,” Sandra replied. “I have my own n. If I’m going to stay here, I need to get along with them. Do you think fighting with them daily will make them hand over money willingly? You have to win them over first.”


    She walked over and sat beside Keira. “So, Mom, try being civil with the Harper family. We need something from them, after all.”


    Keira sneered, unconvinced. “I won’t do that. If I act all meek and humble, they will toss us out in a heartbeat. With your soft nature, you’ll just get trampled if you stay here.”<fnde00> Follow current nov?ls on find(?)ovel</fnde00>


    Their differing views sparked a brief argument, leaving both frustrated. Just then, a servant returned with some bread and two dishes—one meat, one vegetable. The meal was simple but decent.


    The servant ced the food on the coffee table and left.


    Though basic, Sandra was relieved it wasn’t leftovers. “See, Mom? I asked politely, and they brought us food. It looks freshly made. If you’re kinder, they’ll ease up on us. Don’t cause trouble anymore. I’ll try againter, and maybe we’ll get more freedom this afternoon.”


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    Keira, still skeptical, said, “Go ahead and try. If it works, I’ll follow your lead. If they say no, you’ll follow mine.”


    Sandra didn’t reply to that, only saying, “Let’s eat. I’m starving.”


    They sat on the sofa, but Keira, recalling the Harper family’s extravagant dinner the previous night, grumbled about the modest meal.


    “You don’t get it. This is probably what they feed the servants. They’re eating like kings while we get these two measly dishes. What do they take us for?”


    Sandra shook her head at Keira’s words. “If I were a Harper and had two rude guests, I would only give them leftovers. Be grateful. This is quite decent.”


    Keira huffed and said, “You’ll just let them walk all over you.”


    After ensuring Keira and Sandra were settled, Ernst and Shepard headed to thepany, where a pile of urgent tasks awaited.


    Before leaving, Shepard reached for Giselle’s hand, but she avoided him, her eyes zing with resentment. “Sweetheart, don’t be like this. This happened over twenty years ago, and we dealt with it then. How could I know Keira would reappear after all this time? It’s not something I can control. Please forgive me. I promise I will skip all social events from now on. I’m not young anymore—it’s time I step back and let Ernst run thepany. Is that alright?” Shepard said.


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