Chapter 75: When Entertaining Yourself, Calling the Na Is Enough to Summon ()
Ti quickly reached the end of sunset. Night was about to replace dusk, and the lanterns around the manor lit one by one, creating an illusion of eternal daylight for the blooming roses.
In the first-floor reception hall, the maids with various hair colors ford scattered little groups. After all, girls tended to gather into small clusters and present a united front.
But now they had gathered together because Vivian had summoned them. Every delicate face carried more or less confusion and bewildernt…
The main character they were waiting for had yet to arrive. With work still piled in their hands, they looked at each other, yet none dared to leave.
They feared that the mont they stepped away, Vivian would appear and call their na, punishing them by surprise—who could bear that?
However, another important figure arrived alone first. The mont the door opened, all eyes focused again.
It could not be helped. Eve was simply that outstanding. She did not linger, walking straight to the sofa and sitting at the edge.
Then, bored, she crossed her legs, glanced at the clock, and rested her head on one hand with closed eyes.
Only when the Head Maid’s approaching footsteps sounded did Eve open her half-lowered eyes and straighten slightly to et her gaze.
“Why are you the only one here, Eve? Where is Young Miss?” Sylvia asked.
“She… is changing clothes.”
Truthfully, Eve was not certain what Vivian had been doing. Five minutes ago, when she went to wake her as instructed before dark—
Holding the privilege of entering without knocking, she naturally opened the door… only to coincidentally witness her Young Miss hugging a pillow and writhing.
Moreover, Vivian had not noticed her at first, as though imrsed in sothing, occasionally murmuring “mm… ah… almost there… faster…” and similar words.
Every sentence even began with Eve’s na.
What did that an?
Could Eve understand such things? She could not. So she simply reminded her that she did not need to call—she was already there.
Thus… even now Eve rembered that the mont she spoke, in less than a second, her Young Miss exploded like an agitated cat.
Which led to her being driven out afterward…
Returning to the topic.
Vivian arrived late. Wearing a black dress, red hair pinned up, her refined and aloof face now resembled a noble lady.
Though not perfect—mainly because a very unnatural blush lingered on her face, her eyes lazily drooping… rather alluring.
The mont she appeared, everyone automatically gathered neatly. Only a certain white-haired maid still sat on the sofa without intention of standing.
Seeing this, Vivian frowned—not in anger, but in complaint for having her good mont interrupted. It was simply not suitable to settle now.
“Hmph.” She walked over and sat beside her directly, even using Eve’s crossed leg as a [sofa armrest], then announced to everyone:
“Sorry to keep you waiting. Next, I will speak of an important matter.”
Imdiately after, Vivian crossed her legs as well, kneading Eve’s thigh with her left hand. “Tomorrow evening, I will attend a family gathering organized by the Perry Family. At that ti, I will select several perceptive maids to accompany .”
At such a formal gathering, there would naturally be competition and comparison between families. When all representatives gathered, the scene would surely be dazzling.
As the daughter of the Hatherin Family, representing Hatherin, she must present appropriate presence—display was the simplest and most effective weapon.
A cold smile curved Vivian’s lips. Her beautiful eyes turned toward the Personal Maid beside her who was staring at a potted plant. After steadying herself, she continued:
“Anyone interested may volunteer. Later, the Head Maid will still conduct another screening.”
“After all, appearing in public does not only concern Hatherin’s reputation, but also my own dignity.”
After speaking, Vivian slightly lifted her chin. The Head Maid near the door stepped forward and naturally took over.
“Please do not feel pressured. Act within your abilities. Anyone interested may speak. If selected, Young Miss will not treat you unfairly afterward.”
The mont her words fell, the maids’ uneasy mood intensified, and whispers arose among the groups.
No need to guess—excuses about too much work, poor health, or long travel distance.
Motivation and reward were proportional. If one side was insufficient, the other would also be affected. rely saying they would not be treated unfairly gave them no drive.
“No one willing?” Vivian seed to have expected it, her expression unchanged.
Then she turned to et Eve’s eyes.
“What are you looking at? Even if you do not want to go, you will go.”
Eve: ……
I never said I did not want to go… why scold again… won truly are strange, always imagining and distorting facts. Fortunately I am a female Vampire ()
Vivian did not wish to look at the others anymore. Bored, she played with Eve’s fingers. “Since no one responds, I will personally na people…”
“.”
Suddenly, a voice from the front row broke the stalemate and drew everyone’s attention.
It was Ellie, one of the Seniors. She raised her arm, calmly facing the heated gazes around her while focusing only on Vivian.
Her eyes held nothing else, nor could they.
“Since we serve at Morninglight Manor, when Young Miss needs soone, we should step forward instead of making things difficult for her,” she smiled at the red-haired beauty, as if comforting her.
Yet it only moved herself. Vivian rely glanced once before ignoring her, focusing on playing with the hand beside her, wondering why this girl’s fingers were so long.
anwhile, whispers among the maids continued, only now aid at the leading Senior.
“As expected of Sister Ellie, always stepping up at crucial monts.”
“Of course. I heard aside from the Head Maid, she has the longest seniority. Who knows what charm she fed Young Miss…”
“Shh! Do you have a death wish?! Deal with your own monsters!”
“Tch, so what if she is senior? Was she not replaced? In my opinion she is not even half of Eve. Stepping up? Probably just trying to attract Young Miss’s attention.”
Blunt. Precise. Undeniable. When those words were spoken, Ellie’s face nearly darkened. Her fists clenched, nails digging deep into her palms.
She glared viciously at the white-haired maid leaning beside her Young Miss, filled with unwillingness and anger. She swore she would reclaim her position. The opportunity was right now!
If she perford well at tomorrow’s gathering—or made that girl embarrass herself—would her return not be inevitable?!
Hahahahaha—uh…
“I am speaking to you. Are you deaf?”
Vivian frowned, looking at her as though she were seeing a lunatic. She had not responded when called, yet suddenly laughed as if delusional.
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