Chapter 433
Chapter 433:
“Somebody as unimportant as Makenna, a mere sex slave, should be content with someone like Evie for a servant.”
Alice was also caught off guard. She leaned in and softly asked, “This Evie seems too frail. Is she really capable of caring for you?”
Hearing this, Evie quickly interjected, “I’ll give it my all! Miss, I promise to take care of you well. Please give me a chance.”
I comforted Evie with a gentle pat on her shoulder, encouraging her not to worry. Turning to the butler with resolve, I affirmed my decision. “I choose Evie.”
“Miss Dunn…” He hesitated, as if wanting to object, but the resolve in my eyes convinced him to accept my choice with a nod. The servants nearby sported derisive grins.
Molly feigned concern and suggested, “Makenna, are you sure about this? Perhaps you should pick a more capable maid. Any mistakes could lead to problems.”
Such hypocrisy! I shot her a sharp glance before turning to Evie with a warm smile. “I believe in you, Evie.”
Tears welled up in Evie’s eyes as she responded with a vigorous nod. “Thank you for believing in me. I’ll do everything I can to serve you well.”
Meanwhile, Molly had made her choice too. With a touch of arrogance, she selected the black-haired maid I had previously taken an interest in, named Gwyn Fairclough.
Gwyn was ecstatic to be picked by Molly and quickly started to lavish her with compliments.
Molly soaked up the attention and occasionally shot me a smug look.
I disregarded her antics and was about to leave with Evie when the butler suddenly called out to me.
He respectfully said, “Prince Clayton has specifically ordered that, to better support the maid you selected in caring for you, he will offer her an extra bonus.”
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He then pulled out an exquisite money bag from his pocket and handed it to Evie. “Evie, this is a special gift from Prince Clayton. Ensure you look after Miss Dunn well.”
Evie was clearly startled by the gift. Her bright red eyes widened with astonishment. “No, I can’t take such a valuable gift…”
However, the butler insisted, placing the bag firmly in her hand. “This is an order from Prince Clayton. You must take it.”
The other servants, particularly Gwyn, watched with wide eyes, both shocked and envious. I caught a hint of regret in Gwyn’s gaze.
Alice leaned in and said delightfully, “Look at their faces. They’re almost bug-eyed with jealousy. They probably wish they had been more eager to be your maid earlier.”
Seeing the butler’s firm stance, I resigned and advised Evie, “Since it’s what Prince Clayton wants, you should accept it.”
Evie paused briefly, still uncertain, but then respectfully nodded and accepted the hefty bag.
Once we were out of the courtyard, Alice couldn’t resist gloating. “Did you see Molly’s face? She was fuming!”
I couldn’t help but smile wryly and playfully tapped her on the head. “You naughty girl.”
Back at my residence, I took the time to detail the daily responsibilities to Evie.
She paid close attention, nodding occasionally and committing every instruction to memory.
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