novelraw Chapter 269 - 164 Can only grow bigger, not smaller_4
Chapter 269 - 164 Can only grow bigger, not smaller_4
Cold sweat trickled down the housekeeper’s forehead; the vase in the second young master’s room, even if not a priceless antique, was still a delicate work of art, with an astonishing price. He wondered if the elder young master would blame him for not handling the matter well?
The housekeeper glanced upstairs, then at Atlas Hallow.
Atlas Hallow’s expression showed no change. After peeling the large shrimp, he put the tender springy shrimp into Charlotte Miller’s dish. Then, he picked up the napkin and elegantly wiped his fingers because Charlotte had taken some stir-fried asparagus and whispered, "How is it? Do you want to eat something else?"
Since the pregnancy, Charlotte Miller’s taste had become very peculiar, always suddenly craving strange things, so Atlas worried that the food might not suit her palate.
Charlotte Miller shook her head. What else was there to eat? The table was full of dishes, at least a dozen. How could she finish them all?
"It’s really such a waste." Charlotte Miller shook her head and murmured, "Next time, just make a little less, I can’t eat that much."
After she finished the sentence, the noise upstairs grew even louder, and Atlas Hallow’s face gradually turned somber. He glanced at the housekeeper, who quickly jogged upstairs.
The elder young master was really angry, but what could he do? After all, Ava Walker still held the title of second young mistress, putting the housekeeper in a difficult situation — not able to beat or scold her, just letting her starve for one or two meals, yet she still caused such a commotion?
Disturbing the elder young master and mistress during their meal at this moment was really dire.
Ava Walker was in the room like a madwoman, nearly every item smashed, even the mirror on the dressing table.
These people dared not even deliver breakfast, did they really treat her as a dead person?
It was simply outrageous.
Always the second young mistress of the Hallow Family, always treated like a star surrounded by moons, the sudden gap made Ava Walker unable to accept, even she couldn’t see clearly her current status.
Ella Johnson sat distantly on the sofa; these days, it seemed she entered another world, not speaking, not having much appetite, merely observing everything from the side, her gaze showing a deep chilly coldness. She watched her daughter smash things madly, neither stopping nor encouraging, no one knew what she was thinking.
The housekeeper hurriedly pushed the door open, faced with a flying crystal ashtray, barely missing his forehead from being punched with a big hole. The ashtray hit the wall heavily before falling onto the carpet. Since if things landed on the carpet it wouldn’t make a sound, Ava would lift and hurl it at the wall to make noise, to draw attention from below.
"Second young mistress, what are you doing? Trying to tear the house down?" Sweat drenched the housekeeper, standing in the room with two tall bodyguards behind him.
"Did Atlas Hallow come back? Tell him to come up, I want to talk to him." Ava Walker shouted loudly.
What did the housekeeper count as?
Could he make any decision?
Right now she just wanted to have a good talk with Atlas Hallow, all for stirring up a little trouble with a few board members, did she really have to be forced into a corner?
This was Atlas Hallow seizing the chance to drive her away from the Hallow Family, she wouldn’t let him succeed.
She must do this, in birth and death, life and afterlife, she would cling to Atlas Hallow forever without letting go.
"You can save your breath; the elder young master is dining with the elder young mistress now!" The housekeeper’s look wasn’t good, his words no longer carrying the former respect.
Was it true that even a tiger fell in flat terrain would be bullied by dogs?
Even a lowly servant like the housekeeper dared speak to her this way?
Ava Walker’s face contorted as she walked up to the housekeeper, with the two bodyguards stepping forward, standing tall like towers, seemingly warning Ava that if she dared move, they would immediately stop her.
Ava Walker’s eyes were hysterically bloodshot; gazing at the stance, eyeing the housekeeper and the two tall men in black behind him, she abruptly turned, opened the floor-to-ceiling glass door, the icy wind blew in lifting her clothes, she shivered severely from the cold: "Go call him up. If he doesn’t come in five minutes, I’ll jump down..."