Eli's gaze fell on Michelle's snow-white neck, and as he looked down, he suddenly felt a dryness in his mouth.
Such a beautiful slave. I am the master here. Is it okay for me to bully her a little?
"Ahem, I'm not a fierce person, maid. Raise your head, what's your name?"
Eli swallowed hard and said, trying to sound calm.
“I…I’m called Michelle.”
The girl trembled slightly when she noticed Eli's burning gaze.
She suddenly had a bad feeling.
Over the years, she has tried to keep a low profile and hide her beauty, avoiding Eli as much as possible, and only dressing up properly when she goes to see Rudy.
I didn't expect to run into this again today.
Michelle felt extremely uncomfortable under Eli's strange gaze.
"Michelle? What a nice name. Cough cough, well then, since you got my clothes dirty, you're responsible for washing them clean!"
Eli spoke in a serious tone, his cheeks burning. He glanced at Michelle a few more times, a smug expression on his face.
"Here's what we'll do. Tonight, you'll come to my room alone and wash me by yourself. This is your punishment, understand?"
Upon hearing this, Michelle's petite body trembled, and fear appeared in her eyes.
The little maid was certainly not stupid.
On the contrary, she was more mature than others.
Therefore, she naturally understood what Eli meant by those words.
I went to his room to shower alone.
He wants to bully her!
"What, you're not willing? You've dirtied my clothes, can you afford to pay for them? Be sensible, you're just a lowly slave. If you come over tonight, I won't hold it against you, okay?"
Eli swallowed hard, his eyes constantly scanning the figure of the little maid in front of him.
Michelle lowered her head deeply, her eyes brimming with tears.
As a slave, she naturally dared not resist.
Because every slave has a slave contract, if they rebel against the master of the mansion and anger the Duke, then killing them is just a matter of a word.
"Speak up, are you afraid of me, Michelle?"
Eli revealed a wolf-like glint in his eyes as he stared intently at Michelle.
Eli is at that age where he's starting to get curious about the opposite sex.
Just as Michelle was worried about how she would be treated, a familiar voice came.
"Michelle, what are you doing there? Hurry up and come help me tidy up the room!"
That's Rudy's voice.
"Yes, Master Rudy!"
Michelle immediately showed a joyful expression, and without even looking at Eli, she turned and ran towards Rudy's direction.
Eli was furious.
"Third son, it's you again!"
Eli glared at Rudy through gritted teeth, then looked fiercely at the little maid.
Don't forget to come tonight!
He hasn't given up yet.
If I can't handle three men, surely I can handle a maid like you?
After uttering that threatening remark, Eli strode away with an arrogant air.
Michelle trembled, desperately holding back her tears, a wave of despair washing over her.
Her dazed gaze unconsciously drifted towards Rudy.
Rudy watched Eli's retreating figure, a red glint flashing in his eyes.
He hates it most when people take his things away.
Looking back, the little maid looked like she was about to cry.
Without hesitation, he stepped forward, opened his arms, and embraced her.
"What an idiot. Didn't I tell you? If you run into that arrogant guy Eli, just tell him you need to talk to him."
"Just ignore what he said earlier. You don't need to go to his place tonight."
Michelle's brain completely shut down.
Holding her intimately in his arms, she was suddenly filled with boundless sweetness.
With her head down, she nodded timidly, then, feeling ashamed, hid her small hands behind her back.
“Young Master Rudy, don’t you think I’m dirty? My hands just wiped the toilet, they’ll get your clothes dirty.”
Upon hearing this, Rudy immediately realized that it was Eli, that fool, who had hurt the little maid's pride.
He then reached out and pinched her cheek, took her hand, and led her to his room.
He scolded her irritably, "What a stupid girl."
"I've raised you for so many years and taught you for so long, when have I ever disliked you?"
"Don't overthink it, I've got you covered."
"As for the slave contract, I'll figure something out."
Michelle's face flushed instantly as she listened to his insults.
She looked at the little hand being held and instinctively gripped it tighter.
Young Master Rudy is right.
Michelle is Rudy's maid, she wouldn't get dirty.
If we're talking about dirtiness, then it's young master Eli who's dirtier.
That big jerk!
He's filthy, he should be splashed with stinky water!
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