Chapter 353
Chapter 353 Episode 043 Little Devil Comes to Choose Clothes (2)
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But Flossie Wright was not in any hurry at all. She calmly drew open the curtain blocking the light, revealing the courtyard full of snowflakes. In this cold winter month, she nonchalantly slid open the floor-to-ceiling window, letting the bone-chilling wind pour in, sweeping away the warmth in the room and leaving behind only the frigid aura.
So, when Flossie opened the door, the waiting maid outside only felt the cold wind coming directly at her, making her shiver all over. In surprise, she looked up at Flossie. Seeing Flossie only wearing a brown sweater on her upper body, the maid was stunned and temporarily forgot the message she was supposed to deliver.
She remembered... Miss Flossie was always the first to complain about the cold.
"What is it?"
Flossie stood by the doorway with crossed arms, asking the maid coldly.
A violent shiver, the maid reacted instinctively, immediately stood upright and honestly said, "Miss Wright, the master and madam are waiting for you in the living room."
When all is said and done, even in Flossie’s disdain, she was the daughter of the house, and most servants, with some exceptions, treated her with respect.
After all, the Wright family wouldn’t abandon a blood relative for the sake of a servant, would they?
This was a very realistic question, generally, servants knew their place; the Wrights’ servants also tried to avoid disputes with Flossie.
Although Flossie responded, she didn’t rush to go downstairs. Just as the maid was about to urge her again, Flossie had already shut the door.
The Wrights weren’t known for their patience and especially, Regan Wright, the patriarch would always have others waiting for him, never the other way around. Seeing Flossie’s action, the maid was flabbergasted and waited nervously by the door, contemplating whether to knock for her again.
𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
However, for these servants, Flossie Wright was the most terrifying existence in the house, second only to the master...
But as the maid was getting anxious and breaking out in cold sweat, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew from the front, and when she looked again, the door that was blocking her path had already been opened yet again. Now standing in the doorway was Flossie, in a new knitted sweater.
Only a simple shirt was worn underneath, the grey and white knitted sweater hung openly, hanging down to her knees. In such weather it looked particularly thin. Especially when the maid was still feeling the cold wind; Flossie’s mature and calm aura, however, made her hesitate to give her second glance as she subconsciously stepped aside.
Without paying attention to the maid, the moment Flossie stepped out of the room, she casually closed the door, then idly walked towards the stairs.
Watching Flossie disappearing from her sight, the maid scratched her head, feeling that Miss Wright seemed different. She seemed less impetuous and arrogant than before. Her calm and composed aura seemed to able to master everything, and unconsciously endearing people toward her.
Although a little cold, it would be nice if Miss Wright could stay like this all the time...
Thought the maid, then shook her head, clearing such thoughts from her mind before getting back to her work.
When Flossie arrived at the living room, Regan Wright and her stepmother Merry Odiz, who were waiting for her, already had impatient looks on their faces, as if every extra second spent waiting was a waste.
— End of Chapter 353 —