The fearless mistress [II]

The pastry chef they had hired was from Britain. He was simply amazing at making cakes.

With the help of a maid, Valery was walking toward the garden.

Hazel spotted her from the corner of her eye but chose to ignore it.

But Valery didn't want to let her go easily. She walked into the pavilion and sat down without asking her anything.

In Valery's mind, she was the future hostess of the family. She thought it was better to already start acting like it and suppress Hazel as much as possible.

Hazel suddenly fell into a bad mood. The cake did not taste the same today, because the woman in front of her had affected her appetite.

"Don't you feel like this house is a wonderland, since you're such a poor girl? I'm afraid you won't get to enjoy such a good day in a big garden for a long time after this..."

Hazel ignored her deliberately. Infuriated but unwilling to argue with her, she took out her phone and started playing a game on it.