The Lady You Want to Kill Chapter 6.1
In a situation she didn’t quite grasp, all three of them were watching the scene with great anticipation. Beatrice, who had been swirling her fingers around in her lips, scowls and pushes out her tongue.
A needle had punctured the tip of her tongue, and scarlet blood had pooled around the needle. Beatrice used her index and thumb to grab the needle’s tip, pulling out whatever was caught in her flesh, and pressing the damaged area with a clean napkin to remove it.
It wasn’t a huge amount, but the bloodstains on the white cloth drew attention.
Mai, who was behind her, had a face that looked like she was going to faint as Beatrice was busy pushing her tongue around, but there’s no way to see Beatrice’s face, so she’s a bit surprised this time.
She removed the needle onto a napkin with the food she spat, then began scanning the meal with a spoon for another needle. Agatha’s face turned white, and her two brothers’ expressions, soiled with humiliation and rage, it was too much for her to bear.
She found five or six more needles after rummaging through the food, and tried to continue eating, but someone slammed the table and got to his feet.
“Right now, this…”
Felix was the one who slammed the table hard. “Let me eat,” Beatrice said calmly. The three were completely stunned and couldn’t say anything.
Her attitude showed someone who is surprisingly used to being in this situation. She just removed the needles from her food and ate it again, despite the fact that the needle had slit her tongue. Agatha started to feel dizziness.
“I’ll leave if you don’t like me dining here.”
Calex and Felix are probably undergoing dizziness as well. Agatha stared at Mai, Beatrice’s personal maid, and calmed Felix down.
“Don’t you have anything to say?”
“Well, it’s.. This is, like…”
“No, forget it. Why do I need to hear from the likes of you?”
Agatha rang the tiny bell on the table. She walked up to Beatrice for a chat, but she wouldn’t have done it if she hadn’t known how things would turn out like this. She took a deep breath and ordered the servants to escort Mai out.
“Madam, Madam! Please listen to me!”
Despite the maid’s pitiful screams, Agatha ignored her and turned her gaze to her flawless daughter in front of her.
Beatrice was looking at Agatha with one eyebrow furrowed, and asked what was going on. Agatha was frustrated because she couldn’t figure out what went wrong or how to fix the problem.
“Calex, you should shut up for now.”
Agatha caressed her dry face even in this moment, restraining her first son from speaking sharply.
“Beatrice, I believe we have a lot to talk about.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
The Duke Amber’s bright yellow eyes, which showed that his blood flowed in hers, glanced at the three of them with a sour expression. Agatha’s habit of shutting the door to everyone else’s hearts reminded her of her past mistakes.
Eventually, even if the problem is not addressed soon enough, you must accomplish everything you desire. Beatrice’s brow furrowed slightly as Agatha stared at her daughter with warm eyes.
“All the time we were apart.”
She had to listen to Agatha.