so

Ms. Bing crumpled the letter, her thin lips twisting in satisfaction. The malice behind her eyes suggested that she hated and had long been jealous of the young aristocrat that moved in the mansion a few years back,

She stood at the base of Lin's bedroom door waiting,

There are few things that makes her happy in life, and one of them is to spite on Lin. She couldn't help it, her blood boils whenever she comes in contact with her.

What make her so special?

Is it her youth? She wondered.

She hardly think of Lin beautiful. If only Shin could've seen her in her in her twenties, he would find her more attractive.

"You little whore!" She spat, spit flying out of her mouth. "You were told to stay away from the young master! And yet, here you are with his address! What's you trying to do? We're you going to contact him?"

Lin blinked. She was caught off guard with the barrage of questions aimed at her. She has no clue what's happening, stopping a few inches with a dumbstruck look at her face, mouth pursing.

"W-hat are you talking about?"

"You, you little bitch. Don't act so clueless." Bing threw the crumpled letter at her.

The letter hit Lin in the face, grimacing at the sensation. It didn't hurt but the notion of Bing being rude was enough to spark anger in her.

Her eyes followed the crumpled paper on the ground. She realized instantly it was Shin's letter, and Bing had been inside her private bedroom going through her things. That didn't settle on Lin nicely. She does not appreciate people invading her privacy and treating her so likely.

"What're you doing in my room, Bing?" She looked at the woman up and down. Possibly sizing her. There's a definite intensity in her tone of voice that says, she was upset.

"That's not what we're talking about!"

"Oh, it is now!" Lin hissed. "What're you doing going through my stuff?"

Bing glared at her offended. She is the head housekeeper. She has the right to inspect those who are beneath her. "No, you were told to steer off the young master!"

"So?"

"So, what're you doing with his address?"

"He gave it to me, you wench. Yell at him not me!"

Bing grew furious, every inch of her fat and muscles grew tensed. She clenched her jaws and balled her fists, launching at Lin a few inches away.