Chapter 1329


    “Of course I''ve had it!"


    “And yet you go and say that stuff is fit for dogs, so what does that make you, a dog?"


    "You, you dare twist your words to insult me?" The rich girl stood up in a fury, her hand raised to p


    Arabe across the face.


    But Arabe effortlessly caught her descending hand.


    "You dare grab me? Let go! I''m telling you to let go, do you hear me?"


    With a swift motion, Arabe pushed her away, and the girl stumbled back into her chair, her face


    turning a shade of red with anger!


    “Are you one of Eunice''’s minions, sent here to provoke me? You have the same low-ss manners as


    she does!" The rich girl pointed a finger at Arabe''s nose and ordered, "Imand you to pick up


    everything off the floor! Eat it all up!"


    Arabe regarded her with the kind of look one reserves for the mentally unhinged and asked


    nonchntly, “And what if I don''t?"


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    "Then your end today will be particrly unsightly! Guards!"


    Her entourage of seven or eight bodyguards surged forward at her call.


    "Strip her of her clothes!" the girl demanded, eyeing Arabe’s limited edition QY outfit with disdain.


    Hah, as if a servant could afford such fine attire.


    “With her sry, she couldn''t afford it in a lifetime! Surely Eunice taught her some seductive tricks to


    weasel benefits from men!"


    How else could a servant afford QY designer clothes?


    It had been a long time since Arabe had loosened her muscles, but today, the rich girl had ignited her


    rage.


    "Struck a nerve, have I? Ashamed and angry?" the rich girl taunted. "The crooked beam leads to a


    crooked wall.


    Strip her first, give her a beating, then send her to Eunice''s!"


    "Don''t you dare disrespect Ms. Be!“ From not too far away, a few servants finally mustered the


    courage and rushed over to shield Arabe, "This is Ms. Be, not some lowly servant as you im"


    "Ms. Be? Never heard of her. Eunice''s illegitimate daughter all grown up now?"


    "Watch your tongue! She''s the niece of Mr. Bard, Mrs. Collins’ own daughter. By rank, you are far


    inferior to her!"


    “Louisa has a daughter this old? Did she also fall under Eunice''s influence, learning to sneak around


    with men?"


    Arabe stepped forward and took down several bodyguards in quick session. Before anyone could


    react, she was already upon the rich girl, delivering a savage kick.


    The rich girl hadn''t even processed what was happening when Arabe pped her repeatedly.


    Grabbing the rich girl by the cor, Arabe demanded, "My mother''s reputation is not for you to


    tarnish, understand?"


    The rich girl was stunned, her cheeks flushed from the ps, her eyes reddening.


    She couldn''t believe that she had been struck within the walls of the Bard estate!


    "Has no one taught you manners? You throw a tantrum without considering whose territory you''re on!


    Guards!"


    Arabe turned to a servant and asked, "Who is she exactly?"


    "Mr. Bard''s aunt is her grandmother. Therefore, you are her elder sister."


    Elder sister?


    A sh of satisfaction crossed Arabe''s eyes, "Then today, your sister is going to teach you a proper


    lesson!"


    The entire household staff was dumbfounded, hardly believing that Ms. Be would dare strike Rose,


    the apple of Calvin and Bess’ eye, who had been doted on from birth.


    Even Calvin himself tended to indulge her.


    But today, Ms. Be had hit her.


    And she hit her hard.


    On the floor, the seven or eight bodyquards watched Rose take a beating, too pained to rise, utterly


    powerless.