“Madam Susan…” The lady whined.

The woman shot her a cold glare and she lowered her head instantly.

Clara immediately swallowed whatever it was that she had to say.

“Yes, Madam Susan.”

Dejectedly, she shuffled her feet out of the kitchen to go inform her colleagues of the work they had to do.

How stupid of her. She immediately regretted her actions.

Indeed, what was she expecting the housekeeper to do? She was just a housekeeper and the girl was the Madam of the house. ...