Chapter 135: Divergent Bad Reputation
Loyed also regretted it a little, knowing that she only cared about other people's eyes, he would definitely not do it.
"Not anymore." His voice was very low, with a little coaxing caution.
Annahi waited upstairs and waited for no one to come, and when she went downstairs to look for it, she happened to meet a red-eyed Serra walking out of the library.
A small button on her neck was also in the wrong place, and the whole person looked like she had been bullied severely.
"You... What's going on in there? β
Annahi stepped forward, pretending to be kind enough to unbutton her button to re-fasten her, and when she saw the clear and dense kiss marks below, her nails reflexively clenched the clasp, and the fragile button that had been on the lace immediately fell off and rolled on the floor.
Not holding back her anger for a moment, she knocked the button off.
Serra covered her neck and took a step back, "What are you doing?" β
Her lower back was held by Lossyd's hand, and then he said with a dissatisfied expression, "Go back to class." β
Annahi was overwhelmed by the undisguised disgust in his eyes.
"I just wanted to help, she looks like she's been kissed a lot."
When the servant heard the words, her neck became a place of sight.
Serra directly counterattacked: "How many kiss marks have you seen to accurately identify the marks on my body that I kissed with my mouth?" How many times will I splash the dirty water of slander? β
Annahi bit her lower lip, "It's not me..."
"You don't know how poisonous the bugs are in early spring, do you?" Serra sneered, "I don't have anyone in my bedroom who does their best to catch mosquitoes and sprinkle insect repellent every day. β
"Serra, the servants clean up the same." Annahi just wanted to gag her at the moment.
She snorted heavily, covered her neck and said coldly: "You say yes, anyway, I have never had a say in this family, I'll go change clothes." β
Leaving alone, Losid watched Sierra disappear around the corner, and he looked away at the girl he hated.
"That's all for today's lesson, Miss Annahi, I hope you'd better reflect on it."
"Reflect on what?" Annahi's heart jumped, and she subconsciously glanced at the servant who was still beside her.
"A mistress's daughter should be a man with her tail between her legs."
Roshide went to the pianist to get the briefcase, ignored Annahi's crying face, and walked out the door mercilessly.
Annahi, who had been stabbed countless times in her heart, didn't even eat that night, and cried in her room all night.
And knowing that Lizzie was unusually at this time, he was unwilling to fire the talented musician no matter what.
The servants only felt embarrassed when they talked about it.
They couldn't tell if it was Sierra or Annahi who was being bullied in the family.
The town's bad reputation for Sierra continues to spread under Josie's influence.
It was rumored everywhere in the bar that she was a jealous young lady, not only killed her sister Annahi's pet rabbit, but also deliberately kicked her sister's stomach while sleeping, and even skipped class to go out to play just after arriving at the etiquette school, and killed a teacher the next day.
Such outrageous rumors reached the ears of Carol in the tailor's shop, and she sneered and said to the customer, "Sierra kills the rabbit? Still kicking Annahi? Mr. Huanke?! Tsk, I don't know how Lady Josie dares to let these rumors get out, who will believe it. β
"Who wouldn't believe? It's true, don't you believe it? The guest looked at her curiously, as if she knew what was going on.
"The lowly black slaves that Saint Loren got know, right? In order to save them, Serra borrowed a large sum of money from Duke Rosehill and hid his family's debts. β
"And this?! Save slaves? She was kicked in the head by a donkey? β
"Of course, I made the clothes for the black slaves with my own hands, and Serra bought beds and furniture for those people, and bullied people for her ignorant and kind character? Is this possible? β
Carol, who was straightforward, threw the object of suspicion directly on Mrs. Josie, "I heard that Josie is going to marry Lizzie next month, and preparations for the wedding have begun, tell me if this is wrong." β
"I still don't quite believe that a nobleman is so good at a slave like a beast?"
"Oh, I still have her purchase history and signature, I'll show you." Carol, tired of being questioned all the time, threw out the ledger.
When a few little rich people who went shopping saw the records above, they used better materials and custom-made worker clothes, and everyone showed surprised expressions.
...
The rumors were getting louder and louder, but Serra kept her peace of mind, because of the suicide of Teacher Bernice, she took a week off, rested at home for two days, and made an appointment with Khaleda to do charity early this morning.
First, they delivered bread to the homeless on the streets, and then they went to the welfare homes to deliver some children's clothes, picture albums and books.
"I don't even know what to say about you when you used all the first money you made from the laundry to charity." Khaleda hooked her shoulder, her face full of anger, "Listen to what the rumors outside say about you, you are described as so unbearable, I guess no one wants to play with you except for me who knows the truth." β
Serra didn't care much, she just wanted to make it easy for everyone to know about it.
"Thank you for accompanying me, in exchange for accompanying you to play cards in the afternoon?"
"I happened to have an appointment with Mrs. Gigant, and today was supposed to be the day we played cards together, so let's go together." Khaleda laughed and said, "They're definitely not going to hate you." β
Serra nodded, "I still have a little money left, so let's give it to the old people who live alone first." β
"You're reallyβ" Khaleda sighed, "Well, then donate my share of the money, it's not much anyway." β
"I can't wait too long to play cards, at most at two o'clock in the afternoon, I have to go to the Black Forest."
"The Black Forest?" Khaleda became interested, "What? You're going to meet Eric? That bodybuilding Orion? β
Serra nodded, she had just passed by the butcher shop on Hawk Street, the door was closed today and no one was doing business, and the shop next to it said they hadn't been open for two days.
Her instinct told her that it was because of Eric's accident, otherwise Gail would never give up every opportunity to make money.
She had been hesitating at home for a long time, and she had to go and see it today.
"Then again, was the part of the money that Duke Rosehill got from his investment delivered to his house by the factory steward, or did you go there yourself?"
Serra thought for a moment, "I'll send it to him myself tomorrow." β
Mrs. Gigant and her friends are particularly enthusiastic about Serra, and when she refuses to take pictures at the factory, refuses to be on the news, and just wants to do good things in a low-key manner, Khaleda can't hold back her words and complains to the rich sisters while playing cards and chatting.
Everyone will think that Serra is a poor and kind poor aristocrat, who is not hurt by his father at home and allows his mistress to bully, and when he makes money outside and spends most of his money for charity, he is simply a selfless little angel.
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