"What are you trying to imply, Grace?" asked Lady Maggie with furrowed brows.
Grace smiled, "Come on, I am sure no one is blind here like a wall. Brother dear is so attached to the girl and who pays five thousand fucking gold coins to buy a meager slave. I wouldn't even buy a pair of shoes for that amount," that was because even you know you don't deserve it, said Penny in her mind.
"Language, Grace," her mother warned.
"Sorry, mother. If you think about it carefully she can be a witch who is trying to poison us," Grace continued with her speech which turned Penny's hands cold suddenly. Like a hammer hit perfectly on a nail where Grace's words were half true and the other being absurd, Penny tried to calm her nerves and she put her acting skills back in track again which had slipped down her face after Lady Maggie's arrival in the kitchen room.
