The sudden ringing of the phone startled Amelia Wytte. When she came to her senses, she found that there was a phone hanging at the door.


    She got out of bed and answered the phone quickly. Her throat was still a little dry because of the dream just now. “Hello?”


    “Send the coffee to the study in ten minutes.”


    It was Nic Clinton ‘s cold and deep voice.


    “Okay, I know…” before she finished her words, the line was disconnected.


    Although he was already very impatient with her, he still had to torture her in different ways.


    He didn’t change at all.


    With a faint smile, she casually put on a thin shirt and quickly made a cup for him.


    “Come in.” The man said.


    Amelia Wytte tightened her grip on the door and pushed it in.


    At two o’clock in the morning, Nic Clinton was still wearing a white shirt. Several buttons were unbuttoned, revealing his delicate corbone. Different from the day, his hair was scattered in front of his forehead, and a pair of gold rimmed sses was set on the bridge of his nose, which was less fierce and oppressive.Content held by N?velDrama.Org.


    “Coffee you want.” Amelia Wytte went forward and put the coffee cup in front of him.


    Nic Clinton looked up at her indifferently and said in disgust, “is this your attitude as a servant?”


    Hearing this, Amelia Wytte stopped what she was doing. After a while, she said, “Sir, the coffee you want is ready.”


    This time, Nic Clinton took it.


    He took a sip, and the sweetness was moderate.


    For so many years, she still remembered his taste.


    He frowned slightly, put the cup back on the tray and said pickily, “it’s sweet.”


    “I’ll be careful next time.” Amelia Wytte replied in a low voice, knowing that he did it on purpose.


    Her pride and arrogance had been worn out in prison day after day. What she needed to do now was to save money, cure her illness and find out the truth.


    Looking at her obedient look, Nic Clinton felt inexplicably irritable, and his tone became more and more impatient. “Get out!”


    “Yes, sir.” Amelia Wytte nodded and left with the tray. When she turned around, she stumbled over the carpet and fell forward.


    With a crisp sound, the cup fell, and Amelia Wytte fell to the ground. The coffee just sshed on her chest, and the thin fabric of her pajamas, now fully highlighted the glory inside.


    Coincidentally, she was facing Nic Clinton , who also raised his head at this moment.


    All of a sudden, disgust filled the man’s eyes in Amelia Wytte.


    “Sorry, I’ll clean it up right away.” She tidied up her coat and stood up quickly.


    However, Nic Clinton moved faster than her. He directly went forward and grabbed her chin, looking at her with malicious eyes.


    “Amelia Wytte, are you so cheap?”


    “What nonsense are you talking about?” Amelia Wytte replied in a hoarse voice.


    Nic Clinton sneered and said, “You fell down and wetted your clothes on purpose. What kind of honey trap do you want to y in front of me?”


    As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his hand, and Amelia Wytte fell back to the ground heavily. Her elbow just hit the corner of the table, and she gasped in pain.


    But what hurt her more was her broken heart.


    “Of course I don’t deserve it. Since there are so many servants in the vi, why do you ask me toe here? Or do you want to see me?” She forced a smile, which made her face paler.


    Nic Clinton became more furious and spoke more ruthlessly, “you will only dirty my eyes if I see you. Amelia Wytte, remember your identity. Now, you are just a dog I keep in the Clinton family . Get out of here right now!”


    Huh, a dog.


    She was afraid that even a dog would be treated better than her.


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    “In that case, I have to thank Mr. Clinton for taking me in. Don’t worry, I will do my job well. After all, the sry of the servants in the Clinton family is much higher than in the nightclub.” She replied with self mockery. Enduring the pain, she got up from the ground and walked out quickly.


    With his thin lips tightly closed, Nic Clinton squinted slightly. Seeing the woman leave with a straight back, he felt more irritable.


    After the door was closed, Amelia Wytte breathed a sigh of relief. All the emotions disguised were instantly disintegrated.


    Tonight was doomed to be sleepless


    The next morning, Amelia Wytte was awakened by a deafening knock on the door.


    She checked the time. It was only six o’clock in the morning. She tossed and turnedst night and didn’t fall asleep until the next morning.


    “Here you are.” She dragged her tired body to open the door. There was another maid outside, whose name seemed to be Noah.


    With an apologetic look on her face, she said, ” Amelia Wytte, I’m sorry. It’s Mr. who asked me toe. You’d better pack up and go to the dining room. Mr. Clinton is angry.”


    “Okay, I see. Thank you.” She nodded, quickly washed her face and changed into the uniform that the housekeeper gave her.


    As soon as she stepped into the restaurant, Nic Clinton ‘s sarcasm had already reached her ears. “What? Do you really think of yourself as the second hostess of the Clinton family ?”


    “No, I’m sorry. I got upte.” Amelia Wytte stood in front of him and said calmly.


    She came toote yesterday, and the Butler, Uncle Mark , didn’t tell her any rules of the Clinton family .


    She didn’t expect that Nic Clinton woulde to her early in the morning.


    “Uncle Mark , teach her the rules of the Clinton family .” Nic Clinton snorted and looked away.


    “Yes, sir.” Uncle Mark said respectfully.


    Amelia Wytte stood aside and said nothing.


    Anyway, in Nic Clinton ‘s opinion, it was better for her to be silent.


    But Uncle Mark went straight to her and said coldly, “what are you waiting for? Go and prepare breakfast for Mr. Clinton. From now on, your job is to be responsible for Mr. Clinton’s three meals a day and the cleaning of the backyard.”


    “Me alone?” Amelia Wytte was stunned.


    “How about I ask all the servants in the vi to serve you, who once was a noble daughter of a rich family?” Nic Clinton stressed the two words “once” on purpose


    Amelia Wytte felt a sharp pain in her heart, but she didn’t show anything unusual. She nodded and went into the kitche


    Fortunately, it was not difficult to cook Nic Clinton’s meals alone.


    In order not to let him be picky about her, she made both eastern and Western dishes.


    But when she put the things on the table, Nic Clinton had already disappeared.


    “You are too slow. Sir has gone to thepany. Clean the kitchen and then clean the backyard.” The Butler stepped forward, his tone as cold as an emotionless machine.


    Knowing that everything was deliberately made difficulties by Nic Clinton , she had no choice but to ept it passively.


    She took the tools and went to the backyard.


    In her impression, the backyard was veryrge. Now, the backyard garden had been expanded a lot. She couldn’t finish it even if she stayed alone for a day and a night.


    Nic Clinton thought highly of her.