After realizing what was happening, the younger sister screamed like a pig being slaughtered, "Aaaaaah! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

"Oops! I'm sorry, my whip technique isn't very good, I accidentally hit you."

Xia Linyin feigned surprise and apologized. Then she pulled out a second whip, which struck the older sister who burst out laughing after seeing her younger sister accidentally get whipped.

With one lash, not only did the whip knock the older sister to the ground, but it also pulled out the gold anklets that she had hidden under her skirt.

The glittering anklets fell out from under my sister's skirt and rolled around twice.

"Oops! Excuse me, oh? What's this?"

"Ah—" The older sister was screaming in agony, her cries sounding as if she were enduring some inhuman torture. Hearing Xia Linyin's surprised exclamation, she noticed the gold anklet hidden under her skirt had fallen out. She quickly tucked the anklet back under her skirt and continued screaming, "Ah—"

Xia Linyin: "..."

A whip lashed heavily onto the low table in front of the sofa, the loud "crack" successfully silencing the shouts of the "plastic sisters."

"You stole my things. If you don't want to be arrested by the knights and locked up in jail, you'd better leave now."

The younger sister glared at her older sister, intending to use this as an excuse to extort some money from Miss Agatha. She didn't realize that Miss Agatha had deliberately whipped them, assuming that Miss Agatha's whipping technique was really bad, but she couldn't let herself be whipped for nothing.

However, after hearing Xia Linyin's words and seeing the frightening whip in Xia Linyin's hand, the younger sister thought for a moment and decided to go home and tell her mother before making a decision.

"Cinderella, come help me up! It's all your fault! You can't even make a proper dress!"

As Cinderella turned around, Xia Linyin grabbed her arm. "Cinderella, you can stay here with me. You don't have to leave."

Cinderella's body trembled. She didn't turn to look at Charlene. "I'm sorry, Miss Agatha, I have to go home."

Xia Linyin was a little disappointed, but she didn't insist. "Alright, you're welcome to come anytime."

Cinderella said softly, "I will come. The dress for Miss Agatha is not finished yet."

Charlene whispered in Cinderella's ear, "I'm not actually blaming you. The fact that you're working slowly proves that you're doing it with your heart. Slow and steady wins the race. You can take as long as you want."

Her voice was so gentle, so tender, like the whispers of lovers entwined, whispering sweet nothings in each other's ears.

A soft breath sprayed into Cinderella's sensitive earlobe, instantly making her cheeks flush red.

It was as if a large stone had been thrown into the lake of my heart, causing ripples to spread.

While Charlene was whispering, Cinderella stood stiff and didn't dare to move until Charlene finished speaking, at which point she ran away like a startled rabbit.

She ignored the two sisters who were waiting for her to help her up, pushed open the living room door, and ran away.

The two sisters were furious when they saw Cinderella suddenly run away. They were determined to make Cinderella wash all the clothes in the house when they got back!

Cinderella has to wash all the clothes, clean or dirty! Make her wash them from morning till night!

Cinderella ran out and touched her ears, but she couldn't shake off the lingering tingling sensation. A sweet and shy smile gradually appeared on her face.

The smile grew brighter and brighter, and finally, Cinderella, running, let out a string of silvery laughter.

When she reached her doorstep, Cinderella leaned against the wall, panting. Her eyes shone brightly like stars, and her mouth opened and closed without making a sound. She mouthed silently, "I love you, Miss Agatha."

After she finished speaking, Cinderella felt her heart beating even faster.

She mouthed again, silently, "Cinderella likes Agatha."

She was revealing the secret she couldn't tell anyone in her heart in this way.

Yes, she fell in love with Miss Agatha Christie.

Miss Agatha Christie was noble, elegant, beautiful, and gentle.

Back home, the two sisters screamed and tore off their skirts, the outer fabric ripped apart, and blood seeped through.

After taking off her skirt, a bright red whip mark was indeed visible on her carefully maintained skin. The two sisters had never suffered such pain before, and they immediately started cursing at Agatha!

He cursed Agatha with the most vicious words.

"Her hands must be covered in sores and extremely ugly, which is why she always wears gloves! She doesn't even want to take them off at home!"

"Yes! Her body must be covered in boils, which is why she's wearing such a high-necked dress! It's such a waste to wear all that jewelry on her!"

"This wicked woman will surely go to hell! God will not let her get away with this!"

...

The younger sister, growing angrier with each scolding, opened the door and screamed shrilly, "Cinderella, where the hell have you been! Come and help me right now!"

Cinderella came over carrying a basin of water. "Sister—"

As soon as she uttered the words, she frowned, a strong sense of hostility emanating from her. Every part of her body seemed to resist and reject the way she was addressed, as if she shouldn't call her two older sisters that.

As for why?

Anxiety! Frustration! Cinderella suddenly felt an urge and desire to destroy everything!

Suppressing her destructive urge, Cinderella carried the water into the room. "Let me use some medicine to clean your wounds first."

Cinderella soaked a towel in the medicine and applied it to her sister's wound. A piercing pain instantly swept over her sister, "Ah—"

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