Chaper 8. Sight of The Reddish Eyes

I did not respond to Diana's question; instead, I headed towards the stairs. However, this didn't imply that Emily hadn't revealed the information in my presence.

"Oh, mother, she ran to the restaurant, asking for Tyler like he was some lost child. Seeing how she looked, Miss Emma treated her like dirt on the ground, and they did not let her into the eatery. She yelled and caused so much trouble. But she still could not find her way in." Emily mocked immediately; hence, Olivia joined in the same fashion.

"Moron!" Olivia called her in the midst of her derisive grin. 

"How would they even let her in? Doesn't she know she's a maid, and maids don't go seeking someone at the eatery? Pfft," Diana scoffed, resembling a scornful aristocrat dismissing a beggar at her palace gates.

Nevertheless, whatever they said at this moment didn't bother me. It wasn't my first time witnessing such ill behavior from them, so I ignored it and began ascending the stairs.

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