strokinit #111 - Section 111
#111 - Section 111
“It's not too late to leave after lunch.”
A dozen or so invitations are not a huge workload.
If he wanted to hurry, he could send them all out before dark.
The minister opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't dare to refute.
Tap tap tap!
The sound of high heels came from the second floor, and Mrs. Tremaine, wearing a brand-new dress, walked down the stairs with a rosy complexion.
Rhode glanced at her, noticing her slightly unnatural legs, which seemed to be trembling.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and Mrs. Tremaine, noticing this, snorted coldly, her face a little unnatural.
“Now that everyone is here, let's start the meal.”
As the hostess, Mrs. Tremaine spoke, and immediately servants filled the table with prepared food.
Rhode naturally sat directly beside Mrs. Tremaine.
Mrs. Tremaine frowned but didn't say anything.
According to etiquette, Rhode should have sat across from her, but sitting next to her, who knows what he was planning.
But she couldn't stop him and didn't bother to try.
“Where are the two young ladies?”
Mrs. Tremaine glanced at the two empty seats and asked with a frown.
“They just argued over who would be the first to break her chastity with Knight Rhode, and now they have returned to their rooms, sulking.”
The housekeeper said in a low voice.
“Nonsense!”
Mrs. Tremaine frowned and rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming on.
“Forget it, let's ignore them for now.”
“Everyone, please enjoy the meal.”
Mrs. Tremaine glanced at Rhode and was the first to pick up the cutlery on the table.
In the next 0.7 seconds, her body suddenly trembled, and the table knife in her hand fell directly to the ground.
The hand holding the fork also clenched tightly, trembling.
Her body trembled slightly imperceptibly, and the expression on her face looked very unnatural.
Seeing the maid next to her wanting to come over to pick up the knife, Mrs. Tremaine hurriedly raised her voice to stop her, with some panic.
Seeing the strange gazes from all around, Mrs. Tremaine took a deep breath and softened her expression and tone.
“Bring me a new knife.”
The maid looked strangely at the lady's intense reaction, turned around, and brought a new knife.
When handing it to the lady, she noticed that there seemed to be something moving under the tablecloth.
Before she could take a closer look, she saw Mrs. Tremaine's gaze looking over.
The maid's eyes were a little strange, it didn't seem like she saw the lady drinking soup.
Lunch ended quickly.
“Mrs. Tremaine and I still have things to discuss, you can leave first.”
Rhode waved his hand and directly drove away the knights and ministers.
With a look from Mrs. Tremaine, all the servants in the hall also left.
“You... what else do you want to do?”
Looking at Rhode's undisguised licentious gaze, Mrs. Tremaine, who had been barely holding on, finally couldn't help but soften all over.
Fortunately, Rhode supported her in time, so she didn't embarrass herself.
“I have something I want to ask you.”
“Can you let me go back and change my clothes?”
Mrs. Tremaine didn't look too good, pulling at the hem of her skirt, which was perhaps a little damp because it hadn't been dried properly.
Fortunately, it was a loose-fitting long dress, covering up all the embarrassment, otherwise, she would have made a fool of herself just now.
“Change after you answer my question.”
Rhode said faintly with a blank expression.
There was no room for negotiation.
Chapter 99: Mrs. Tremaine's Hesitation!
“Change after you answer my question.”
Rhode stretched out his wrinkled fingers and placed them on Mrs. Tremaine's lips.
Mrs. Tremaine glanced at them, a hint of indescribable shame flashed in her eyes, but under Rhode's compelling gaze, she slowly opened her mouth.
She gently pursed her fingers.
The salty taste was a little uncomfortable at first, but she slowly got used to it.
Rhode looked at the obedient Mrs. Tremaine, his eyes satisfied.
“I want to know about Cinderella.”
Cinderella?
As soon as the name came out, Rhode felt Mrs. Tremaine tremble slightly.
That kind of fear from the heart was difficult to hide.
“You promised me that you would let my daughter become the queen.”
Mrs. Tremaine suppressed her fear and spoke slowly.
Why did she allow this guy to play with her like this without resisting?
Partly because of her subconscious needs, but on the other hand, it was because of her two daughters.
She wanted to make her daughters become high-ranking nobles, completely shaking off this lowly status.
“Do you have the chance to bargain with me?”
Rhode crossed his legs slightly and reached out to pinch Mrs. Tremaine's cheek.
Looking at those angry eyes, he said casually, his face full of playfulness.
Whether Cinderella can become the queen depends on his mood.
If he is in a good mood, it is not impossible for Mrs. Tremaine's daughter to become a princess.
But, the premise is that he is willing.
All the dominance is in his hands.
And this depends on whether this lady knows what's what.
“Don't worry, as long as you satisfy me, your daughter can at least marry a marquis, as for whether she can become the queen, it depends on your sincerity.”
Rhode released Mrs. Tremaine's cheek and said lightly.
He didn't want to lose such an interesting toy, so of course, he wouldn't go back on his word.
People with weaknesses are easier to control, and for a woman like Mrs. Tremaine, who is proud to the bone, her only weakness is her two daughters.
She may not be a qualified stepmother, but she has definitely poured all her heart and love into her two daughters.
So, how could he not make good use of it.
Mrs. Tremaine, kneeling on the ground, heard Rhode's answer, although not very satisfied, but 7 also knew that this result was already the best result.
After all, with the status and personality of her two daughters, it would be lucky for them to marry a knight as a wife in this lifetime.
Which knight would want to marry this kind of woman who is as elegant, courteous, and graceful as a country bumpkin as his wife?
Unless they are crazy.
“So, can you tell me now?”
“What exactly is the situation with Cinderella, and why are you so harsh on her, just because she is not your biological daughter?”
Rhode looked at Mrs. Tremaine in confusion, whether it was the conversation just now or the previous in-depth exchanges.
The feeling Mrs. Tremaine gave him was that of a proud, indifferent woman.
She has the haughty temperament of a noblewoman, and she also has all the manners and etiquette that a noble lady should have.
The elegance engraved in her bones makes her like a self-pitying, self-loving thorny rose.
Perhaps not so enthusiastic, without the almost fiery openness of those noble ladies.
Except for her daughters, she seemed so indifferent to everything around her.
However, through a simple in-depth exchange, this warm-hearted woman did not give him the feeling of being an unforgivable and vicious stepmother.
With the generous inheritance left by Sir Felix, even a little bit of what was leaked from his hands would be enough for this Cinderella to live a wealthy life.
Why, she sleeps in the stables, wears the dirtiest clothes, and does the hardest work.
Even worse than the treatment of servants.
With Mrs. Tremaine's character, how could she be willing to bear the reputation of a vicious stepmother and abuse her stepdaughter so much?
If this reputation spreads, not to mention her, even her two daughters will be scorned by others.
In this era where reputation is very important.
Once this kind of reputation spreads, her idea of marrying her two daughters to nobles will basically be ruined.
So, it was impossible for her to do such a stupid thing.
But she just did it.
Like she had lost her mind.
Moreover, he had already noticed one thing before, that is, the servants in the manor would stay far away from the stables when they were working.
Each one looked very scared.
It was even more impossible for them to take the initiative to bully this Cinderella.
“Cinderella...”
Mrs. Tremaine was silent for a moment, a trace of complexity appearing in her eyes, about to tell a tragic past.
Rhode directly interrupted Mrs. Tremaine's memory spell.
“Eat while you talk, I'm still not full.”
Mrs. Tremaine's face froze, and she couldn't help but glance at Rhode.
That complex look seemed a little puzzled, why there would be such a shameless guy.
She gently flicked her hair and wet her tongue.
“Well, Cinderella's matter, um, has to start from three years ago...”
“Cough cough!”
Rhode raised his head and glanced at the attic upstairs, two pairs of curious eyes reflected in his eyes.
Rhode lifted the dining table and made Mrs. Tremaine squat down and crawl in.
He picked up a knife and fork and began to cut the steak in front of him.
Enjoying a double portion of the feast.