Chapter 459: Chapter 459

"What right do you have to kick me out of the old residence?!"

The maid covered her swollen cheek, refusing to yield as she looked at Crystal Joyce.

Seeing the maid still dare to talk back, Crystal’s coldness deepened, and she slapped her hard again, full of arrogance.

"Grandma Quinn is still recuperating; I’m in charge of the affairs here now. Do I have the right to kick you out?"

The maid received another slap, even more unwilling, "Even if that’s the case, the Old Mrs. Quinn has always been kind to us servants and would never kick us out over such a small matter! Without her consent, you have no right to drive me away!"

The butler, seeing Crystal’s face getting worse and worse, hurriedly flattered her.

"Now Miss Crystal is managing the affairs in place of the Old Mrs. Quinn; she can do whatever she wants. Besides, Miss Crystal is the future mistress of the Quinn Family. If you dare disrespect her, kicking you out is already being lenient!"

Hearing the butler’s ingratiating words, Crystal’s face slightly improved as she looked down at the maid.

"Did you hear that? I’m the mistress of the Quinn Family now. Not only can I kick you out, but I can also kill you easily!"

"Hah! You think you’re the mistress of the Quinn Family? Even though Damian Quinn broke off his engagement with Miss Everett, when did he ever say he’d marry you? Stop deluding yourself; Damian doesn’t give you the time of day, and you can’t compare to Miss Everett!"

"Moreover, if it weren’t for Old Mrs. Quinn’s coercion, Damian would’ve never broken off the engagement, given how much he likes Miss Everett!"

The maid’s words were piercing, and Crystal’s previously softened expression instantly turned icy cold again. The source of thɪs content is NoveIꜰire.net

How dare she say she’s no match for Serena, that slut!

"You bitch... Butler, tie her up for me. I need to teach her a lesson today!"

Seeing Crystal’s cold expression, the butler couldn’t help but shiver, finding her unfamiliar for the first time.

But since she was the mistress now, the butler could only nod in agreement.

"Yes, yes, Miss Crystal, I will do as you say at once!"

"Let me go... Help..."

Seeing the maid about to be tied up by the butler and the others, Crystal curled her lips proudly, full of arrogance.

"You’re just a mere maid daring to speak to me this way. Soon you’ll know what life worse than death feels like..."

"I want to see who dares to touch her!"

A cold female voice suddenly rang out, full of intimidating momentum.

Crystal paused, seeing Serena stride in with long legs, her gaze turning even more venomous, accompanied by a sense of foreboding.

How did that slut Serena get here?!

"Serena, why are you here?"

Crystal suppressed her rising unease, wearing a gentle and kind facade, though her words were far from polite.

"You’re already broken up with Damian, and Grandma Quinn doesn’t want to see you now. Isn’t it inappropriate for you to come to the old residence? Butler, see our guest out!"

Crystal had completely assumed the role of the Quinn Family’s mistress, stubbornly dismissing Serena without a glance.

"Who’s giving you the nerve to kick out my little girl?"

Damian Quinn followed closely behind, his sullen gaze fixed on the smug Crystal.

"What kind of nonsense are you?"

Crystal didn’t expect Damian Quinn to come, quickly changing her expression, becoming pitiably upset.

"Damian, you misunderstood me. I’m just worried Grandma Quinn might get upset seeing Serena, affecting her health, so I asked the butler to escort Serena out!"

After speaking, Crystal glanced at the butler, who nodded quickly in agreement.

"Right, right, Master Damian knows the Old Mrs. Quinn doesn’t like Miss Everett; it’s unreasonable for her to come to the old residence again..."

The butler hadn’t finished speaking when Damian Quinn kicked him heavily to the ground, his voice cold and ruthless.

"Are you telling me how to do things?"

The butler lay there with five broken ribs, too painful to move, continually begging.

"No, no, Master Damian, you misunderstand... how could I dare..."

Witnessing this scene, Crystal’s sense of unease grew even deeper, quickly pulling out her phone to send a message to the servant accompanying Old Mrs. Quinn, urging them to bring her over immediately.

As long as the Old Mrs. Quinn arrives, she’ll manipulate her into proposing her marriage to Damian Quinn. With Damian’s devotion to that old woman, he’s bound to agree!

Then she’d be the legitimate future mistress of the Quinn Family, and who would dare defy her!

Just imagining it, Crystal couldn’t suppress her smug smile.

Serena captured the full spectrum of Crystal’s expressions, her vivid red lips curling coldly with a mocking stare.

What was that slut Serena planning by staring like that?!

Crystal’s unease deepened further, but seeing the servant pushing Old Mrs. Quinn in, she regained her confident smile.

No matter why Serena came to the old residence today, with Old Mrs. Quinn under her Soul Hooking Fragrance’s control, she could only incur her disgust and get booted out!

"Grandma Quinn, what brings you here!"

Crystal feigned concern, approaching Old Mrs. Quinn, actually whispering commands only audible to them.

"Remember, the person you detest most is Serena! And no matter what, you must make Damian agree to marry me!"

Old Mrs. Quinn’s cloudy eyes became even more dazed, mumbling incoherently, "I... I remember... I know what to do! Damian..."

Crystal couldn’t help but feel triumph hearing Old Mrs. Quinn’s murmurs, defiantly gazing at Serena.

Just think, Damian will soon be hers! Hahaha, she’ll let Serena watch as Damian becomes her man!

She could already imagine how heartbroken Serena would be when Damian agrees to the marital proposal from Old Mrs. Quinn!

But just then, Old Mrs. Quinn caught a whiff of a fresh, calming scent, feeling invigorated, her nagging headache subsiding.

Her eyes gradually regained clarity.

But Crystal didn’t notice, her face changing upon realizing Old Mrs. Quinn was not following her orders, seething as her hands tightly clenched, her sharp nails digging into her flesh.

Why was that cursed old woman not following her commands again? Looks like it’s time to intensify the Soul Hooking Fragrance!