Chapitre 100: Chapter 100

Ray left the room, her face immediately turning cold as she stepped outside.

"Are you taking good care of my mother?" she asked, her tone sharp.

"I… I'm giving my utmost," the maid stammered, trembling.

"Good. Because the day she feels discomfort is the day you die," Ray warned.

The middle-aged maid bowed her head, trembling. Ray, she knew, was more than capable of snapping her neck on the spot if she ever failed.

"Why did I ever do that? It wasn't because she was illegitimate…" the maid muttered, deeply regretting her past actions, keeping her head bowed low. Ray passed by her without a word and strode through the hallway. Those around her flinched and backed away, fear clearly evident in their eyes.

When Ray reached the study, a servant stammered, "M-My Lord Viscount… the young lady…."

Clunk!