Mysterious Little Wife novel Chapter 24

Once Lacey arrived at the Carters, no one was home but the servants. 

"Old Master Carter had ordered that no other filth was to be brought here except for you. Understand?" Aunty Mya gave her a sneering glare. Her eyes were full of sarcasm as she gazed at Lacey's handbag. 

"Are you going to frisk me?" Lacey asked indifferently, already guessing what Aunty Mya would do next.

Surprised, Aunty Mya lifted her brows and replied, "There's nothing I can do about it. I'm just following orders. Open the bag and show me what's inside!" 

Lacey gave a sly grin. "Since it's my father's order, I'd rather not have the bag!" 

She flung her bag toward the door of a sudden. Lacey then turned to Aunty Mya and went on to ask, "Now, which way is my room?" 

Aunty Mya was stunned. She hadn't expected Lacey to be that straightforward. 

Ms. Lillianna had given her orders to make things difficult for Lacey. She was told to steal her mother's picture and lose it so Lacey would cry in misery. 

However, how was she going to carry out this command now? What on earth was going on?

"I said, which way is my room?" Lacey's voice rang out again.

 "It's on the first floor, next door to mine—" Aunty Myra stammered over her words. 

Lacey smiled faintly. The first floor, huh? 

That was where the servants lived. 

What a wonderful father she had! 

"I'll take you there!" Aunty Mya took the lead and stepped up to the front. Shortly after, she pushed open a door. "Old Master Carter stated that the first thing he wants you to do is clean yourself and take a shower. He didn't want a single louse in the house. Also, you have a closet full of clothes. Although they're all old clothes worn by Ms. Lillianna, they're all famous brands. Not everyone has the chance to dress in such lavish clothes!" Aunty Mya said sarcastically.

Ignoring her, Lacey kept a deafening silence as she entered the room and slammed the door shut.

"How arrogant! Let's see how Ms. Lillianna handles you once she returns!" Aunty Mya grunted and turned to leave. 

Meanwhile, Lacey curled up on a small bed as soon as she entered the room.

It was six o'clock in the evening. 

The skies in South City tend to darken earlier in the winter.

Still, the Carters have yet to return.

After taking a shower and putting on Lillianna's old clothes, Lacey wandered around the empty living room.

"Aren't those—" Just then, something caught her eyes.

 The Carters' kitchen had a massive wine cabinet with countless pricey bottles stored within.

On the table, too, were several opened bottles of red wine. 

Lacey grinned as she stared at the bottles.

Wines were excellent for numbing nerves and aiding sleep. 

Although she hadn't eaten much in two days, she didn't feel hungry at all. 

Instead, she felt exhausted. She struggled to sleep. 

Perhaps a little alcohol could help her with that. 

Lacey sat down and poured herself a glass of wine with that idea in mind.

"Hey! You can't drink those! They're very expensive!" Aunty Mya yelled as she dashed over. 

"Who do you think you are to order me around!" Lacey exclaimed. Her eyes dimmed and her tone solemn.

She then downed a glass of wine.

"You, you! Get your hands off those wines!" Lacey stammered, fuming with rage.