The Gorgeous Substitute Wife of Mr. President novel Chapter 54

“Sorry, young master! Please forgive us. We dare not do that again. please!"

The face of two women was ghostly pale with fright suddenly.

Lucas's forefinger moved slightly.

There was a servant putting the mat directly under the two women.

They writhed to run away.

But they were pressed hard by the other servants.

Two shrill screams almost lifted the roof off.

Watching the big cold sweat falling on the forehead,

Lucas slightly shook the hand crossed in the front: “OK, now could you tell me who ordered it?"

The two housemaids were frightened, and didn’t dare to hide...

One of them said, “It's the young lady... She made us do it!"

The other hastened to agree.

Lucas narrowed his eyes dangerously and said sharply, “What evidence is there for this? You know what happens if you lie?"

"Well......” The two maids shivered and hesitated.

"Say it!"

The two women almost fell to the ground in horror at the sharp shout.

"No... No, it's... "

One of them was about to change her words when he heard a familiar voice come in from “Lucas!"

Amelia came in with great anxiety.

She had just been afraid that the maids would blow the whistle on her.

And she was anxious to find out.

Who knew that she just ran into this scene.

"What are you doing here?"

Lucas was obviously in a bad mood and his tone was not very good.

The heart of Amelia shivered, and she answered calmly: “I... Come and have a look, who is so bold, how dare she treat Nora... "

As she spoke, her eyes glared over the two maids on the floor.

For a moment, a sharp threat flitted through the eye.

The two maids trembled again and said: "... Is it really... It was the young lady who ordered us!”

Lucas was angry now.

“Lucas, don't be angry. Dismissed the two servants who are ignorant and don’t be serious to them."

Amelia advised on the side, like a good girl who was educated and reasonable.

He turned to his head and looked at her coldly. “I'm interrogating them. What's wrong with you?"

His tone was distinctly angry and unfriendly.

Amelia stagnated, and apologized: “Sorry, I shouldn’t do that."

And then she took out two cans of ointments, talked with slight grievance: “I have heard that Nora was hurt very badly... so, I got this ointment in an old Chinese medicine doctor. It works well for trauma. If you don't mind, you can give it a try."