Imposter
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CHAPTER 832: Imposter
"Umm, madam, are you alright?"
The lady halted in her step, her eyebrow slightly raised as her lips tugged downward. "Why? Do I look unwell?"
"N-No. It's not that it is just…"
"I'm stressed already this morning. I just wish to admire something to get my mind off things before going to face a series of meetings. Or do you think all I do around in the company is child's play?"
She dipped her head apologetically. She had no plan of angering her. However, her actions have been suspicious since.
"Here we are."
"Good. Now, please hurry and serve me some cookies and cold apple juice. I will snack a bit before hurrying back," she instructed the girl with a flick of her wrist.
"Yes, Madam."
As soon as she hurried out of the kitchen, the young lady made her way back to the living room in search of her phone when she bumped into the butler.
"Oh, sir."