Chapter 353: 33 Do you really think I know nothing?_3
She could very well end up back in the Seed District, continuing to be the cheapest Breeding Tool.
So that’s why she brought out this information now, for one last gamble.
After all, it couldn’t get any worse for her.
“Is that all?” Mandy had run out of patience after listening to the woman, and she looked at her coldly, saying, “Your storytelling skills are pretty good. Don’t fabricate stories anymore, especially without any evidence. Your husband is even dead. You might as well claim you’re of the Golden Rank, just faded now. You’re ridiculously foolish, and it’s laughable.”
The woman became desperate, “No, ma’am, I really didn’t…”
Before she could finish, she was restrained by a servant standing by.
“Today is the Seven Notes·Syllable, and I don’t wish to waste any more of my time on you.” Mandy ordered the servant, “Take back whatever she shouldn’t have and throw her out.”
“No, ma’am! Please, I’m begging you not to!” Two Magic Wands pressed against the woman’s abdomen. She shook her head repeatedly and then looked at Brian, who had yet to speak, with a last glimmer of hope, “Young master, please! Plead with the lady on my behalf, it’s your child!”
But Brian shook his head and uttered the words that drove the woman to despair, “What are you thinking? Why would I have a child with someone like you? You should already be grateful that I was willing to accommodate you.”
After saying that, he ignored the woman and turned his head to look at Mandy, revealing an innocent smile.
“Mom, I haven’t wished you a happy Seven Notes·Syllable yet.”
And then, he turned to Hewinia.
“And sister, happy festival.”
In Brian’s smile, the woman was completely pinned down by the servants, the Magic Wands stabbing into her body, as she let out a scream of despair and hysteria.
But the noise was soon drowned out by the boom of fireworks from the Seven Notes·Syllable.
Hewinia lifted her hair and revealed a smile, “Yes, happy festival.”
Mandy’s expression also softened, and after glancing at Brian, she said, “Time for the supper,” before turning to enter the house.
Brian immediately followed obediently, while Hewinia took one last look at the woman lying on the ground like a dead dog, no longer responding, and then followed Brian.
Just before stepping into the house, she suddenly thought, maybe that was her last blood relative in this world?
With that thought, she turned back again.
But the woman had already been dragged away, leaving only a vivid trail of blood behind.
“What is it, sister?” Brian, walking ahead, turned to look at Hewinia.
Hewinia shook her head, “It’s nothing.”
Then promptly caught up with Brian.
This Seven Notes·Syllable, the head of the Hailuo Family and the father of Hewinia and Brian, had not yet returned, so the supper was still a three-person affair.
After finishing supper, Brian, seemingly unaffected by the night’s events, yawned and left first. Mandy didn’t say anything more, as if it was just a minor episode.
After Brian had left, Hewinia also stood up, ready to retire.
But it was then that Mandy spoke with a coldness in her voice that Hewinia had never heard before.
“Aren’t you going to explain, Hewinia?”
Hewinia’s body stiffened.
She turned instinctively, only to meet Mandy’s cold gaze.
“Or do you really think I know nothing?”