Murderous Emperor’s Inconvenient Behavior

“Haah… huh, yes.”

Wendy cried like a baby.

“Not doing your job right and putting the blame on others. If you don’t want to work, quit.”

“Please, madame!”

“I thought you were pretty skilled, but that’s too bad. I hope you won’t make the same mistakes in other households.”

“Madame!”

“Take her away! I don’t want to see her again!”

When they were told to, the maids quickly took Wendy away, who was crying. Cindy, who had been looking, got up quietly and went after them.

“What a strange girl! Where did they find her?”

Mrs. Stanton turned to Claire and shook her head. Then, her face changed, and she spoke.

“I’m sorry for misunderstanding.”

“No problem at all, madame.”

“But how did you know that there were prints on the underskirt? It’s not an easy place to look.”

Wendy, who was trapped, fell to her knees in desperation.

“Be quiet! How dare you lie to me?”

“Madam, this is a trap. That woman has something against me and is lying. Cindy, speak up!”

As Mrs. Stanton’s face didn’t change, Wendy got more upset and grabbed Cindy’s skirt.

“Hey, why are you doing that? Madame, I have no idea what she’s doing.”

Cindy got up quickly. Then she shook Wendy’s hand off her skirt, as if it had something dirty on it.

“Cindy, you said you thought it would be fun too.”

“What a load of rubbish! When did I ever say that?”

Cindy tried not to look at Wendy. She moved away from Wendy, who was hanging on to her like a ghost. If she made a mistake, Mrs. Stanton might think she was lying to her. If that happened, she and Wendy might both be kicked out.

“Cindy, don’t lie!”

“You also lied to me?”

Cindy also quickly got down on her knees when she heard Mrs. Stanton’s cold words.

“No, it’s true that Wendy put the ashes on her on purpose.”

“I already knew it.”

“But I tried to stop her. Even as a joke, I told her not to do it because it would be too unfair for Claire.”

When Wendy heard what Cindy said, she opened her mouth wide in shock. Cindy still told Mrs. Stanton what was wrong.

“Wendy has always been mean to Claire. She says that if Claire can’t talk or work, she shouldn’t be here. Because of Wendy’s lies, they had to sleep in the stable when they were kicked out of their rooms.”

“What’s that all about?”

Mrs. Stanton made a face.

“A few days ago, they spilled a bucket of filth. Wendy purposely bumped into Claire, causing her to drop the handle of the bucket. Wendy’s clothes got dirty because of Claire’s mistake, and Wendy was upset that she couldn’t sleep with Claire…”

“Wendy.”

After Mrs. Stanton heard about everything, she called Wendy “cold as ice.”

“…Yes.”

Wendy replied with a sad look on her face.

“I hate liars.”

“Sniff, yes.”

Wendy cried like a little chicken.

“If you don’t want to work, you should quit, right?”

“Madame, please!”

“Madame!”

“I don’t want to see her anymore, so take her away!”

The maids quickly took Wendy away when they were told to. Cindy had been watching what was going on, so she got up and quietly followed them.

“Where did they even find a kid like that?”

Mrs. Stanton shook her head and then turned around to look at Claire. Then, her face changed, and she spoke.

“I apologize for misunderstanding.”

“That’s alright.”

“But how did you know there were handprints on the petticoat? That’s not usually something you can see.”

“I saw it by chance while we were fighting.”

She saw it while she and Wendy were rolling around on the floor. At the time, she was just wondering why the skirt had black dirt on it.

But when Wendy’s lies put her in a tight spot, she remembered her doubts from back then. She pulled up her skirt because she had nothing to lose.

She had no idea that so many black handprints would be on the petticoat.

“Do you have a keen eye?”

Alisha spoke up. She had been watching what was going on with attention.

“You wouldn’t know that unless you’ve seen that.”

Could everything really be going so well?

Just a few minutes ago, she was fighting with Wendy, but now, the tables have turned.

She thought it would be great if she could catch the eye of the lady when she first came to this world, but she didn’t expect it to happen so quickly.

Claire tried hard to hide her happiness by pulling down her eyelashes.

“You.”

The Madame called Claire.

“Yes, Madame.”

“From now on, you should serve Alisha.”

“I will try to do my best.”

“And… before that, Oh no!”

Mrs. Stanton stopped talking and used a napkin to cover her nose.

“Please go wash up.”

Claire put her hand down and looked at how dirty her face was.