Chapter 5
Chapter 5
“Give it back,” Stella stared at Natalie, her voice cold as ice.
Natalie’s eyes welled with tears. “But I really love it… can’t you just give it to me?”
“Have you no shame?” Stella’s fingernails dug into her palms, her voice trembling. “I said, give it back!”
“What’s with the attitude, Stella?” Adrian seized her wrist, his grip nearly crushing her bones. “It’s just a dress. We’ll buy it from you for Natalie.”
He threw a black credit card that hit Stella’s body.
“It’s not for sale,” Stella clenched her fists, nails piercing her palms. “My grandmother sewed it stitch by stitch. There’s only one in the entire world!”
Lucas impatiently frowned. “Are you done yet? If Natalie wants it, it’s hers.”
Maxwell simply gestured dismissively. “Get her out of here.”
Security guards immediately grabbed Stella’s arms, roughly dragging her away.
She finally broke, bowing her proud head in desperation:
“Please, I’m begging you. That wedding dress can’t go to her. I’ll do anything you want, just give it back to me!”
Seeing the brokenness and despair in Stella’s eyes, Natalie’s smile widened with obvious enjoyment.
Natalie’s eyes lit up as she suggested with false innocence: “How about… you be my maid for a day?”
She turned to the three men, pouting pitifully. “When Mom and I worked as housekeepers for the Bennetts, Stella always bullied me… that’s not too much to ask, is it?”
Adrian’s eyes darkened. “Not at all.”
Lucas sneered. “Even if she refuses, we’ll make her agree.”
Guests whispered among themselves-
“Making the Bennett heiress serve as a maid to a former housekeeper’s daughter? That’s beyond humiliating…”
“Weren’t those three men completely devoted to Stella before? If they ever remember, they’ll be consumed with regret…”
Stella closed her eyes, nodding wearily. “Fine. I agree.”
The next morning, Stella arrived dressed in a maid’s uniform, run ragged by Natalie’s demands.
“Stella, get me water. Not hot, not cold, just warm.”
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Chapter 5
“Stella, my shoes are dirty. Kneel down and clean them.”
“Stella, you look like a dog scrubbing that floor.”
She silently cleaned the floor, enduring every humiliation.
Meanwhile, Natalie sat on the sofa in a white dress, enjoying fruit fed to her Adrian, while Lucas massaged her shoulders and Maxwell adjusted her dress.
“Stella, the floor isn’t clean enough.” Natalie giggled, deliberately spilling red wine. “Clean it again.”
Stella silently knelt, wiping again and again..
Natalie then “accidentally” knocked over a bowl of soup, the scalding liquid splashing onto Stella’s hands, instantly raising angry red blisters.
“Oops, sorry!” Natalie laughed without a hint of remorse. “But you used to ‘accidentally‘ spill my food all the time, remember?”
Adrian watched coldly, not intervening but instead wrapping his arm around Natalie’s waist. “Natalie’s so kind, even apologizing to her.”
Stella bit her lip until she tasted blood.
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