Chapter 557
This was her troupe. Rebecca–decided to handle the problem herself instead of dragging any Schroeder into it.
Just then, a sharp voice rang out from the courtyard gate “Hey, little troublemaker, what are you doing there?”
“Speak of the devil.” Denise raised an eyebrow and snorted toward the gate. “Well, well, Her Highness is here. Sorry, this place is too humble for your royal presence.”
“Girl, how can you be so blind? Chatting with an outsider? Is your brain damaged?” Margaret scolded, eyeing Rebecca.
The outsider, in her words, was clearly Rebecca.
Denise smirked. “Yeah, so you should leave.”
Margaret froze. “What do you mean?”
“You said not to talk to outsiders. So, why are you here? Go ahead and leave.” Denise gestured.
“What the hell?” Margaret pointed at herself, furious. “You’re calling me an outsider?”
Denise waved it off. “Who else? Your last name isn’t Schroeder. You have nothing to do with us.”
“What about her?” Margaret pointed at Rebecca. “How long have I known you? How long has she known. you?”
“She is my sister,” Denise said, hugging Rebecca’s arm.
“You’re a Schroeder, and she’s a Perry. What kind of sister is she to you?” Margaret scowled.


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