Falling For My Ex's Uncle - Chapter 308: Chapter 308

I frowned slightly, but my tone was still gentle. "Servant's room? Sophina stays in the same room as me. It's convenient for her to take care of me at night."
In my heart, I knew that in the eyes of rich people, although Sophina was called an assistant, she was actually the person in charge of taking care of me. In the eyes of others, she was actually not much different from a servant.
However, I didn't see it that way. Sophina could have found a better job than now, and with her ability, she didn't need to risk her life to stay by my side.
Surprise flashed across the eyes of the little girl who came to pass the message. Her young face flushed red as she stammered, "Miss Parks, your assistant can't stay in your room. This... this is the rule."
"Aren't rules set by humans?" My lips curled into a teasing smile, but my expression suddenly turned cold.
I knew in my heart that this young lady was just following orders. There was no need to make things difficult for her. However, Rebecca was in a hurry to set the rules as soon as we met. It was obvious that she treated me as a pushover.
The little girl seemed to be frightened by my aggressive aura. She grabbed the corner of her shirt helplessly and stammered, but she could not say anything in response.
Seeing her like this, I smiled faintly and eased my expression. Then, I pulled Sophina and said softly, "Let's go eat."
Sophina was a little hesitant. When she stood up, her body was a little stiff. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something. I glanced at her, and she obediently fell silent.
At this moment, the little girl hurriedly spoke again, her voice trembling. "Miss Parks, it's impossible for Miss Trenton to eat with you. It doesn't conform to... the rules."
I chuckled to myself. I didn't expect so many people to want to teach me the rules. Unfortunately, I didn't want to obey at all.
I chuckled and didn't argue. I motioned for Sophina to carry my luggage downstairs.
When Isaac saw us coming downstairs, he sat on the sofa with a calm expression. His deep eyes stared at me with interest, as if he wanted to see what I wanted to do.
Maddox's face darkened. Just as he was about to speak, Rebecca picked up the cup on the table and took a sip. Then she said coldly to the little girl, "Margot, what are you doing? Didn't I ask you to take her to the third floor?"
Margot Benson answered, "Mrs. Parks, Miss Parks..."
She was only 18 years old. She was so frightened by this sudden question that her face turned pale, and her knees almost went weak.
"I didn't know there were so many rules here. If my assistant has to stay in the servant's room, please move my luggage to the servant's room too." I gently broke the deadlock, my tone neither servile nor overbearing.
Rebecca looked displeased and slowly raised her head. Her gaze was as cold as ice as she stared straight at me. "You want to stay in the servant's room?"
She suddenly laughed and replied indifferently, "Alright, since you want to stay in the servant's room, Margot, move her luggage to the servant's room."
However, Margot didn't dare to move. She froze on the spot and looked at me helplessly, her eyes filled with pleading.
I sneered in my heart. Rebecca was clearly saying these words out of anger. If she really threw her newly acknowledged daughter into the servant's room, the Parks family would be humiliated.
The corners of my lips curled up slightly. As long as they dared to place me in the servant's room, I would definitely let Rebecca know that I was not to be trifled with in less than an hour.
"Why are you still standing there? Margie, go and send her things to the servants' room." Rebecca raised her voice. Her wrinkled eyes were filled with anger, and there was no kindness in them at all.
Actually, from the moment I stepped through the door of the Parks family, I had already expected her attitude.
My face was expressionless as I met her gaze without fear. There was no sign of retreat in my eyes.
"Mrs. Parks, Miss Parks doesn't understand the rules here. We'll teach her in the future..." Margie Howard carefully advised.
"Teach? Look at her. Does she look like she's willing to learn?" Rebecca lowered her eyes. There was a hint of helplessness in her tone. She took another sip of coffee, as if she wanted to suppress the anger that surged in her heart.
"Will you give me money if I learn it?" I asked, pretending to be puzzled. There was a self-deprecating smile on my lips. "I've learned everything since I was young to make money. After all, I'm used to being called a bastard."
Rebecca seemed to have choked. She widened her eyes in disbelief and scolded sternly, "You have no manners at all. Those who don't know would think that you're from the hood."
"Mrs. Parks, you're right. I'm from a poor neighborhood." I was still smiling.
Looking at Rebecca's energetic appearance, she was much better than the sickly the Herrera family.
I assumed that she wouldn't pretend to faint at the drop of a hat.
"Laurel, she's your grandmother." Maddox frowned and scolded me.
He hurriedly looked at Rebecca who was so angry that her face was ashen. "Mom, Laurel just came back. Don't lower yourself to her level."
After saying that, he turned around and glared at me. "Apologize to Grandma!"
I glanced at him and thought, 'Do all rich people have this problem? They clearly are at fault, but they want others to apologize to them?'
"You were the one who wanted to acknowledge her as your daughter. I didn't acknowledge her as my granddaughter." Rebecca snorted coldly, her face full of dissatisfaction. As if she had thought of something, she suddenly glared at me with a pair of sinister eyes. "You still don't know if she's your child or not, yet you brought her back directly."
These words were like a sharp blade stabbing straight into my heart. My heart tightened, and my hands subconsciously clenched the corners of my clothes, my nails digging into my palms.
Suppressing the vulgarities and surging anger that were about to come out of my mouth, I took a deep breath and replied calmly, "Mrs. Parks, how stupid do you think your son can be? Will he give me 20% of the shares of the Parks Group without a paternity test?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a hint of shock appeared in Rebecca's eyes. She raised her head and glanced at Maddox before staring straight at me. Her gaze looked like she wanted to skin me alive.
But the anger was gone in an instant. Then, light footsteps came from behind.
"Mom." I turned around and saw a tall woman in a black dress. She had a graceful figure. Although she was already middle-aged, she couldn't hide her elegance.
This was Melody. I secretly sized her up. I had to admit that in terms of temperament and appearance, she was indeed far better than my mother, who worked hard in the countryside.
However, when I thought of what she had done, she appeared rotted and stank in my eyes. No matter how beautiful she looked, it could not hide the hideousness inside.
Kailyn, who was beside Melody, was wearing a pink suit. Her face was exquisite like a painting, and there was a faint smile on her lips. However, the moment she looked at me, a trace of ruthlessness flashed across her beautiful eyes. It was so fast that no one could catch it.
I suddenly understood. No wonder I felt a chill down my spine for no reason. It turned out that she had heard what I said just now.