"Hmm." Grace gave a faint response, ready to get up to wash, but accidentally found Jessica's face disdainful, with a mocking sneer on her lips. Grace felt very unhappy. Jessica, like other servants, never paid attention to Victoria. Today, if Luis hadn't given orders, she wouldn't have brought tonics.

In the eyes of servants, Victoria was just a young mistress who was not favored. Maybe one day when the young master got tired of playing with her, he would divorce her and drove her out of the Scott family. After all, Luis' indifference and Emma's contempt made Victoria have no place in this family.

"Stop!" Grace suddenly drinks low.

Jessica stopped and turned back and asked, "What can I do for you?"

Grace stared at her haughtily, commanding, "Bring me a cup of hot milk, boiling hot, and two fried eggs, medium rare!"

Jessica froze for a moment, raised a strange smile on her lips, and asked softly, "Didn't I stew tonic for you? You still want more breakfast? "

"Why do you talk so much nonsense?" Grace frowned at her and drank coldly. "As a servant, it's your duty to be obedient and don't forget your identity."

"You ..." Jessica was flushed with anger, but she swallowed the breath back, hung her head and whispered, "Yes, I'll do it right away."

Walking to the door, Grace stopped her again, "Let Lucy come here for a moment."

"Yes!"

……

Grace liked Lucy very much when she first saw her. She was a sweet-looking girl, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with fair skin and a little baby fat. Her eyes were as bright as talking, and the corner of her mouth naturally rose. She seemed to be smiling all the time. She had two small dimples when she smiled, which was very cute.

"Young Madam, are you sick? You usually get up early. " Lucy put breakfast on the bed.

"Well, I don't feel well." Grace smiled slightly, glanced at the breakfast and casually asked, "Did Jessica make this breakfast?"

"She did it. I wanted to come up anyway, so I brought it up by the way." Lucy looked at the door, sat down on the bed, lowered her voice and said with dignity, "Young Madam, what happened just now? I heard Jessica complain to Madam that you pretended to be sick and didn't get up, and deliberately scolded her. Madam was very angry when she heard this. She is having breakfast now, and it is estimated that she will come up to see you later, so be careful. "

"Well!" Grace smiled coldly, looked at Lucy deeply, and said sadly, "Lucy, I miscarried."

"What?" Lucy covered her mouth in amazement, and her eyes immediately turned red. She took Grace's hand piteously and said sadly, "No wonder young mater asked Jessica to stew your tonic today. Everyone thought the sun was rising in the west. I thought your relationship was making progress, and I was secretly happy for you. I didn't expect this to be the reason.

“Poor madam, what can I do for you now? Since you were pregnant, the master attached great importance to it, severely warned Madam and young master to be nice to you, and said that he would make a will when the child was born. Madam didn't embarrass you any more during this period, and she was looking forward to your having a grandson for Scott family, but now you have miscarried, and she will not let you go ... "

Before Lucy had finished speaking, there was footsteps outside, and high heels stepped on the ground, making a sound of pedaling. Lucy said in a panic, "Oh, no, here comes Madam."

"That’s fine." Grace smiled coldly, without any panic or fear, but seemed unusually calm. In fact, she told Lucy the miscarriage because she wanted to find some clues from Lucy, but Emma's sudden arrival interrupted her plan, and she had to find another chance.

"Young madam ..." Lucy looked at Grace blankly. She had never seen "Victoria" so calm. When Victoria heard Emma's coming before, she was as scared as a mouse heard a cat coming, but now "Victoria" was not only not afraid, but also expecting something.

Grace saw Lucy's doubts, raised a sad smile on her lips, and said tragically, "My baby is dead and I have nothing to be afraid of. I really put up with it before, but I won't."

"Young madam ..." Lucy looked at Grace sympathetically and wept silently.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Lucy hurriedly stood up and wiped her tears.

"Hey, are you really sick?" Emma stood at the door with her arms around her chest, with a mocking sneer at her mouth, and looked Grace up and down with sharp eyes, as if to see through her.

Grace glanced at Emma who was a rich lady. She was in her fifties, but she looked less than forty years old. She was well-shaped, tender and white in skin, delicate in facial features, wearing delicate light makeup, noble and elegant, wearing brand-name luxury goods, and a set of valuable diamond jewelry shone brightly on her body.

"Is this a true disease or a false disease? If you are really sick, why do you still eat so much? Tonics, milk and eggs, and you're not afraid to eat out? " Emma walked to the bed with high heels, stared at Grace with arrogance, suddenly opened the quilt and shouted, "Get up, what's wrong with you? You want everyone to sympathize with you in this way and let everyone get used to you. Do you really think you are a noble Miss? "

Grace looked at Emma with a smile and said, "I'm not a noble Miss, but I'm the young madam of Scott family, and my body is also very precious. Mommy, please cover the quilt for me. If I catch a cold and have aftereffects, it will be your problem if I can't have children in the future!"

Emma was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Grace smiled faintly and said indifferently, "Why didn't Luis tell you? I miscarried. "

"What? ? ？” Emma opened her eyes in amazement and looked at Grace in disbelief.

"Young madam ..." Lucy was also worried about Grace. Young master hid the fact of her miscarriage but she should speak things out. Then madam would not let her go.

"You, you said you had a miscarriage?" Emma took a while to react and excitedly asked, "When did this happen?"

"Early last night." Grace's face darkened, and when she remembered what happened last night, her grief and resentment poured out again. Victoria's tragic situation before her death was like a ghost that devoured blood, and would come out to gnaw at her heart anytime and anywhere, making her miserable.

"Abortion is such a big thing that you didn't tell me until now." Emma drank fiercely, poked Grace's forehead with her finger, and swore, "Why are you so useless? Can't even keep a child? What's the use of our Scott family raising you? "

"Enough!" Grace forcibly pushed Emma's hand away and stared at her with hatred. "If you hadn't bullied me every day and made me feel great psychological pressure, how could I have miscarried?"

"You're getting really bold. How dare you talk to me like that?" Emma was trembling with anger, waving her hand to hit Grace.

Grace grabbed her wrist, stared at her mercilessly, and said coldly, "I respect you now, and call you Mommy. I hope you have the grace of an elder and don't go too far. Otherwise, I will tell grandpa all the bad things you have done to me, and let him know how you treat your daughter-in-law."

"Do you still dare to take grandpa to threaten me? How dare you? If I don't teach you a lesson today, I won't be Emma White! "

Emma pounced on Grace, and Grace fought back relentlessly. They twisted into a ball in bed and fought like shrew.