Chapter 28 Becoming Cinderella
Her true ambition was to take the place of Jessica.
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As Lucie busied herself in the kitchen, she daydreamed about her rise to power, nearly grinning with delight.
Meanwhile, Martha, who was responsible for kitchen management and cleaning, was deeply frustrated.
No outsiders were allowed in the kitchen without permission, but Lucie had barged in without so much as a word, turning the place upside down.
Not only did she make a mess, but she also bossed Martha around as if she were her servant.
“Hey, Martha, go wash the vegetables and bring them over. Hurry up!” Lucie commanded, rolling her eyes. when Martha didn’t move. “I said, why are you standing there like a useless fool? Move it! Or do you want me to smack you?”
It was obvious that Lucie had ulterior motives, and Martha despised her for it. But rather than argue, simply ignored her and continued with her own work.
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Sech that Martha was not reacting, Lucie’s face twisted with anger. She grabbed a broom and swung it down hard on Martha’s leg
“You little wretch! How dare you show me attitude! I’ll break your legs!”
The unexpected pain made Martha gasp, but then fury overtook her.
They were both employees of the Judd family, yet Lucie was not even officially employed. How dare she strike her?
Did she really think she was above her?
“Lucie, give it a rest,” Martha finally snapped. This kitchen isn’t open to just anyone, and cooking isn’t something you can just do on a whim. You want to boss me around! Get permission from Mr. Flynn first!”
Lucie sneered. “Let me tell you, I already got Mr. Flynn’s permission! You dare defy me? I saved his life in the fire! That alone makes me more important than a lowly maid like you!”
Then, she raised the broom again, ready to strike, but a sharp voice interrupted her. “Stop!”
The voice was unmistakable.
Lucie immediately dropped the broom and turned around. It was none other than the eldest son of the Judd family, Jeremy.
Jeremy frowned deeply, taking in the chaos before him. “Lucie, why are you here?”
Seeing his displeased expression, Lucie shrank back. “Mr. Flynn allowed me to
e to stay.
“My father let you live here?” Jeremy looked as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke. “And what do you think you’re doing now?”
I was just cooking a few dishes Mr. Flynn used to like.
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Jeremy saw right through her act. “Cooking? You call the cooking? Since when does cooking involve beating people?
Martha, still seething, muttered, “Some people think if they suck up to Mr. Flynn, they’ll become Cinderella.
Lucie could not stand being mocked and snapped, “Gojsk Mr. Flynn yourself! He allowed me to stay! And he permitted me to cook! If you want to stop me, ask lis permission first! I saved his life in the fire. I am the Judd family’s savior! Instead of howing to me, you’re trying to stop me?”
At the mention of the fire, the others fell silent, though their faces were filled with resentment.
This Lucie, who did she think she was? Just because she saved Mr. Flynn once, she thought she could act like royalty?
Seeing that no one dared speak up. Lucie smugly dusted off her sleeves
“Martha, there’s still a lot to do. Why don’t you come help me?”
Before long, a simple meal of three dishes and a soup was prepared.
Though the ingredients were not luxurious or expensive, the dishes were all ones Jessica had loved, especially the scallion lamb stir–fry
Sure enough, as soon as the dish was placed on the table. Flynn was lost in thought. “Scallion lamb stir–fry roasted pigeon, crispy pork soup. These were her favorite dishes.”
Flynn’s gaze grew distant.
When Jessica was alive, their home was warm and harmonious. But that fire had destroyed everything.
Ever since then, the Judd family had been in turmoil.
Now, even Naomi was gone, and their power was waning. They were merely surviving off their past glory.
Tears welled up in his eyes.
Lucie, seeing this, quickly wiped at her own eyes and sighed. “Mr. Flynn, of course I remember. Madam was always so kind to us. She loved these dishes, and you loved them too. I still remember how, every weekend, you and Madam would go out for a walk. And before leaving, she would always remind me to prepare her favorite scallion lamb stir–fry…”
