Her wiping movements were very careful and clumsy, clearly indicating that it was her first time doing something like this.
Jamia noticed a figure at the top of the stairs out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head and saw that it was Eve. She shuddered and reflexively took a few steps back.
She paused for a moment, then bowed and said, "Lady Eve."
Eve glanced at Jamia and walked up to her.
Eve, who was a full head taller than Jamia, looked down at Jamia.
Jamia took a few steps back without leaving a trace, seemingly remembering what Eve had done to her before.
Eve's lips curled into a smirk: "Are you afraid of me?"
Jamia shook her head: "No."
Eve chuckled seductively, reached out and touched the side of Jamia's princess-cut hair, and smiled.
"So what if I stripped you naked, tied you up, and fed you a few bottles of pink potion? Do you have to be so afraid of me?"
"You should know that if it weren't for the young master's interest in you, my other methods of training people would be far more powerful than this."
Upon hearing this, Jamia recalled the scene in the quiet room a few days ago, her face filled with shame and indignation, but she dared not lash out, and gritted her teeth as she spoke.
"Yes, it's all Jamia's fault."
Eve withdrew her hand and smiled.
"Do you still remember Aisla, who revealed your true identity back then?"
Jamia immediately looked up, her gaze fixed on Eve.
Eve said, "She's a smart woman; she knows that only by pleasing the young master can she maintain her current aristocratic lifestyle."
“And look at you, Jemia. You have to do the work of a servant and eat coarse grains just to barely survive in the Grey family.”
"Don't you miss the life you had as a princess?"
As Jemia listened to Aisla's current situation, a hint of anger flashed in her eyes.
Seeing the anger in Jamia's eyes, Eve's eyes revealed a hint of smugness.
As the person closest to Ryan, Eve knew perfectly well what Ryan had his eye on in Jamia.
It was naturally Demia's stubbornness and defiance.
Only by subduing someone of such high status and stubbornness can the young master feel the urge to conquer.
So what Eve needs to do is to constantly ignite Jamia's stubbornness, without going too far lest Jamia have an emotional breakdown, and without making Jamia feel that life is alright.
She needs to keep Jamia's emotions within a certain range, so that Jamia's feelings towards Raine are full of stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat.
Jamia suppressed her emotions and lowered her head.
"Lady Eve, I still have the floor to mop, would you mind?"
Jamia didn't want to get entangled with Eve any longer. Every time she smelled the rose scent on Eve, Jamia would be reminded of what had happened in the past few days.
Eve was very pleased with Jamia's words and said with a smile.
"You didn't answer my question, Jamia."
Just as Jamia was about to explain after hearing Eve's tone, Eve took out a bottle of pink potion from her magical device and handed it to Jamia.
"This is your punishment. I hope you'll answer my questions properly next time."
Seeing the pink potion in Eve's hand, Jamia panicked.
She's already in a sensitive state; if she drinks this pink potion, it might directly...
"You can choose not to drink, but I'll go back and tell the young master that you've disobeyed my orders, and there's a very high chance you'll be thrown to those servants by him~"
Jemia swallowed back the words she was about to say, took the potion from Eve's hand with trembling hands, and with a determined heart, pulled out the stopper and drank it down.
Eve nodded and smiled. "Yes, she's obedient."
"You can go mop the floor now. After you're done, don't forget to wipe the dust off the entire second-floor hallway."
"Yes," Jamia nodded.
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