The application process will take some time.
Lucy Eaton suddenly felt that the procedures in the Presidential Mansion were incredibly complex and incomparably slow in progress.
But luckily, it wouldn’t be too long before she could leave the Presidential Mansion.
She moved into the staff dormitory and the quality of food dropped several levels.
Every day, she had to work cleaning up with others and was often called over to massage Emma Bennett’s temples.
This busy life kept her body from recovering at all.
However, since she really did not want to stay in the Presidential Mansion any longer, she had to get out as soon as possible.
Even though she was in the Presidential Mansion and Jackson Baker often came by, she had no hope of seeing him. The Presidential Mansion was so big, and now in the capacity of a servant, where would she have the chance to meet the Prime Minister?
Not sharing a room with Emma Bennett anymore, she even killed the thought of stealthily using a cellphone.
From chatting with other servants, she learned that none of them were allowed to carry cellphones in the Presidential Mansion.
Only the guards had cellphones, but ninety percent of the time they were only used to communicate within the mansion, as the signal didn’t reach outside.
With such strictness, it was outrageous.
Now all her hopes rested with Emma Bennett.
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So she tried hard to please him in every action.
She didn’t even bring up the matter of leaving anymore.
She devoted herself to the work, massaged his temples tirelessly, and even told funny jokes to make him happy.
Because her efforts appeared so natural, Emma Bennett even thought she was working so hard because she wanted to stay.
After all, in his eyes, salaries in the Presidential Mansion were much higher than those outside.
This thought completely diverged from Lucy Eaton’s intentions.
After staying for another week, she barely could endure.
At dusk, she quietly caught hold of Nick to ask, "When is my application for identity coming through?"
Nick glanced at her, "What’s the hurry?"
"Of course I’m in a hurry, I haven’t contacted my family for so long, they must be worried sick."
"I’ll notify you once it comes through."
Seeing him about to leave, Lucy Eaton stepped forward to block his way, "Nick, approximately how long will it take?"
"You didn’t register your ID number, naturally it will take longer than others, just be patient and wait. Besides, you’re working here and getting paid daily, not just laboring in vain."
Just as Lucy Eaton was about to speak, suddenly a hand yanked her away from behind, before she could react, a slap landed on her face.
She looked up at the woman who hit her—someone completely unfamiliar, tall but quite plain-looking, dressed in the same maid outfit as hers.
"What are you doing pulling on our Nick?!"
Lucy Eaton could see that this was Nick’s girlfriend.
Just as Nick was about to explain, she had already returned the slap, "Which eye of yours saw me pulling him?!"
The woman hadn’t expected her to retaliate, she became furious and suddenly leapt forward, grabbing Lucy Eaton’s hair.
How could she possibly be a match for Lucy Eaton?
Even though Lucy Eaton was injured, dealing with her was no problem at all.
Soon, the two of them were wrestling each other, in desperation, Nick kicked Lucy Eaton in the stomach to help his girlfriend. Due to the pain, she lost grip.
She sat on the ground, the tearing pain in her scalp made tears well up in her eyes.
The woman pulled out a strand of her hair, patted her hands, and said to Lucy Eaton, "Let me warn you, Nick is my boyfriend. If you try anything again, I’ll make sure you pay for it."
Lucy Eaton slowly stood up, even though the pain in her stomach prevented her from standing straight, she still gritted her teeth to endure.
She looked at the couple in front of her, her gaze turning icy cold, "Whether Nick is your boyfriend or your husband, I don’t care at all. He’s merely a dog at the Prince’s side, unworthy of my attention. I won’t forget what you did to me today, and I’ll repay it double if I get the chance."
Nick was infuriated to hear her describe him like that, "Lucy, you truly have no respect for authority!"
"I have no respect for authority? And who do you think you are? Don’t think that just because you saved my life alongside the Prince, you have the right to disregard my humanity."
Lucy Eaton turned and slowly returned to her room.
Actually, Nick regretted kicking her. He had been too hasty, but given the circumstances, he had no choice.
To prevent her from complaining to the Prince, Nick pondered over things, explained it to his girlfriend, and then decided to take the matter to Emma Bennett.
However, the whole story was reversed under his telling.
"Your Highness, just now my girlfriend Catherine got into a fight with Lucy."
"Lucy insisted that I help expedite her identity process. I told her there are procedures for that, but she wouldn’t listen and kept pestering me. Catherine saw this and got jealous, so she said a few words to her. Unexpectedly, Lucy started it by hitting Catherine, and the two fought. In a fit of anger, I couldn’t hold back and kicked Lucy. I ask Your Highness to punish me as well—I regret it, I shouldn’t have hit a woman."
Lucy Eaton soon arrived.
"I’ve heard from Nick about the matter between you and his girlfriend Catherine. You hit her first, which was wrong. Nick kicking you was also wrong. I won’t discuss the rights and wrongs much further; make sure this kind of thing doesn’t happen again."
"I hit his girlfriend first?" Lucy Eaton’s lips curled into a sneer, "Your Highness, I was stopping Nick to ask when my identity application would be processed. It was his girlfriend who first charged at me and slapped me. As someone severely restricted in freedom, how could I have the guts to retaliate first? Nick is your subordinate, so you read his words as truth. Your Highness wasn’t present and might struggle to determine who is lying. But I declare here that if I said a single false word, may I die a miserable death. Nick, can you boldly make this declaration before Your Highness?"
Nick braced himself to say, "Why wouldn’t I dare? If I said something false, may I die a miserable death."
Emma Bennett’s face turned cold, "Silence, both of you. Go to the yard and kneel; neither of you is allowed to get up until morning."
Thus, Lucy Eaton and Nick were both punished to kneel.
Her body was already weak, and she had to work every day. How could she last through the night?
Sometime past two in the morning, she collapsed and fainted directly.
That faint lasted long, and she developed a high fever.
Her injuries became infected, and the doctor reapplied medication and bandaged her up.
The situation was not good.