Chapter 3

"Is this good enough, princess?" Yvonne said sarcastically.

I made a face at her, then slowly drank the milk under Yvonne's watchful gaze.

Yvonne let out a subtle sigh of relief.

"You watch some TV. I'll go wash the dishes," Yvonne said, humming a tune as she quickly cleared away the milk glasses.

When Yvonne came back, I pretended to be drowsy.

"Yvonne, your milk really works wonders. I'm feeling sleepy already. I think I'll head to bed now," I said, yawning as I walked towards my room.

Yvonne's eyes lit up immediately.

"Of course, of course! You go right ahead. I'll make you milk every night from now on," she said enthusiastically.

Looking at her scheming face, I laughed coldly to myself. Soon, she'd learn who would truly suffer the consequences of her actions.