Family Princess

"Get out!" Roxanne's roar shook the whole premises of the Andres family Manor.

The maids hurried away in fright, while Grandma Andres attention was drawn to the living room.

Clothes, shoes and Jewelries littered the floor in a disorderly manner. Not only the floor was in a sorry State but even the faces of the servants standing at far edged of the room had a sorry look on them. The Old woman didn't need to ask to know her granddaughter was throwing a tantrum again.

"Dear what is it again? What has gotten my granddaughter this angry?" She asked in her scratchy voice as she made her way down the stairs.

"Grandma" Roxanne whined. An obvious angry look on her face. The hands placed on her laps were clenched into fist.

"Roxy what is wrong this time?"

Roxanne stood up and walked to the old lady "Grandma do we have to suffer like this?"

The Old lady rose a brow "What do you mean?"

"Grandma look at your granddaughter! See!" She rose her palms and shoved them in front of her granddaughters face.

The hands that used to be fair and succulent now had callouses and split skin. Her treated fingers were broken and no longer looked like one that belonged to a Noble lady.

"Ay my baby! What happened to you?!" The Old woman asked surprised to see the condition the girl hands were in.

"It's all that b*tch fault!" Roxanne exclaimed furiously.

B*tch?

There was only one person that Roxanne referred to with that title, so the Old woman immediately understood what she was going to say. Her expression darkened and a deep frown appeared on her face.

First she was reminded of the girl and the grudge she had with her, now she had also somehow hurt her precious granddaughter. How could Old woman Andres not become angry. Even if Gisele was a caused of killing an ant, everything she did was enough to infuriate this Old lady.

"Tell Grandma quick. What has that ungrateful wench done to my precious granddaughter again?" She hastily insisted.

"Ever since that bast*rd showed up at the company. Everyone has been treating me badly. Even my manager no longer takes care of me. He got a new artist that looked like that vixen and now all the resources are given to that wench! All I get are insignificant wretched post!" Roxanne complained. Hatred emanating from her eyes. She hated Gisele more than ever now.

Looking at her own hands, her anger boiled even more. She had thought to persevere even with the minor role but what she experienced recently was the highest she could endure!

She was given the role of a supporting female lead who grew up with the female lead in a small countryside. Not only did they make her a shadow of the female lead but they also made her do real menial job in the shoot.

She had to wash a whole bunch of dirty ugly clothes with her bare hands!

The most annoying part was that the female lead was given a body double for that scene whereas she was told that there was no need to get a body double.

'Ahh Roxy the production can't afford too many body double. Angelique needs one cause her skin is sensitive but you can manage right? You won't make things difficult for us right?' Each time she remembers the taunting smile on the lips of the set coordinator as he said this, she feels even more infuriated than being poured sh*t in public.

"Ahh grandma I can't take it anymore. Everyone's bullying me cause they think I pushed that wench away from joining the entertainment industry" She complained bitterly "They say I think myself as a beautiful butterfly whereas I'm just a moth that pushed the real butterfly away. I can't take it anymore!"

Roxanne pushed out a few drops of tears to look even more pitiful. Within she cursed Gisele to die a million death.

Why must she be the one enduring humiliation from people?

Things would not have been that way if The Andres family company was still in the glory it used to be but then nowadays the company was doing worse than it ever has. It was almost at the verge of bankruptcy. Her father had auctioned off half their luxurious properties, she could not even afford to buy things for herself. Even she had sold a few of her things to get money for her upkeep. And then that bitch just had to show her Vixen face in public. With everything joined, his couldn't people bully and make fun of her.

She was enduring all this humiliation yet that wench was enjoying in that old geezers house, wearing branded clothes and flaunting wealth, how can she be able to accept this?

"Why is that wench enjoying wealth when we are living lowly like this?" She asked with burning eyes. Sure enough the expression on her grandmother's face was a splitting image of hers. Her words had successfully rules the Old lady up.

The family bast*rd was allowed to have servants wash even her underwear yet her family Princess was made to wash rags just to keep a stupid role?

Never!

She would never let that happen!

"Hmph we have really given that bast*rd enough room to step on our faces." Grandma Andres held unto Roxanne's hand and commented insidiously.

She added "Come with me. It's time to get that bast*rd mother out of this house. It's either she get her stupid daughter to do our bidding or she should leave already"

Roxanne's eyes lit up. There was no way Suzy would willingly leave the house. There was only one thing left, she would have to agree to Grandma's command.

A wicked smile crept up her lips. She couldn't wait to see what method her step mother would use to push her daughter to the wall. No matter how Gisele put up a front, she definitely would agree to her mother's words if she is pressed hard.

The two women matched out to implement their plans.

At the same time. The gates of the Andres Manor was pushed open by a sorry figure. Ruffled clothes, worn out shoes and figure. Suzy looked pensive even more so with the numerous bags weighing out on both her hands. She struggled to close the iron bars gate then continued her walk into the family house.

Every step spelling out the weight of her exhaustion. She who was the first lady of the Andres family lived worse than even the servants. Instead of sending servants to get groceries she was made to go herself and even then she wasn't allowed to drive the cars in the house. So she had spent hours walking under the scorching sun, a couple more hours in traffic tired and exhausted but even then she wouldn't think of complaining.

To Suzy, it was an honour to be important for the family.

As she walked in, she saw the Old lady seated in the sitting room with the young mistress. The expressions on their faces were unfathomable and even if she was to ask she would probably be answered with a palm to her cheek.

"Mother good evening" She greeted with a weak smile. Still stumbling under the weight of the heavy bags she was holding.

The Old woman snorted in disdain "Ruby take those bags" She called out loudly, soon a couple of maids came and collected the bags from Suzy's hands and took them away.

A grateful smile appeared on Suzy's lips "Thank you mo_"

"Now that your hands are free. Take your bags and get our if my family you wretch!" Grandma Andres cut her off, then tossed the boxes filled with her things towards her.

'Why are my things in the sitting room?' was the first question that came to Suzy's head. Her loads were not only packed but they were being thrown at her.

What was happening?

"Mom what_"

"Who is your mom?! I don't have such an ungrateful wench as a daughter and I don't want you as a daughter-in-law anymore. Ever since you joined this family you have brought nothing but heartache! You and that bast*rd child of yours. What use are you to the family when you can't even control your own child!"

Suzy's face crumbled. Pure horror and fright took over, it was like being asked to leave the family was the most horrific thing she had ever heard.

"Mom what is going on? I_i_ I'm sorry for being a burden. Please don't throw me out" She fell to her knees and began begging the Old lady.

"It's no use begging. Aren't we doing you a favour? You can go enjoy wealth with that daughter of yours that only know how to cause trouble. You both surely don't need our puny family. Housekeeper Hank get this woman out!" She roared as soon as she was done speaking.

Suzy became alarmed after she heard this. Before the middle aged man could get hold of her, she rushed and held unto the woman's leg. There was no need being told what had happened, Gisele must have done something to anger the woman into wanting to throw her out.

That useless daughter of hers! Can't she just live her life without interfering with hers. Since she was so keen on being a problem then she shouldn't blame her.

"Forgive me! Forgive me mother! It's all my fault I should have known better how to train my child" she begged banging her head on the floor. Her forehead dyed in blood and sweat but she didn't dare stop.

"What's the use begging? It's still the same"

"No no. I guarantee it's not going to be like that anymore. I_i_ I have a plan" Suzy said and the two other women eyes brightened. This was just what they were waiting to hear. Suzy's leaned over and whispered her plan to them. The light in their eyes was ignited even more.

What a perfect plan!