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Mary's parents were servants of Baron Adams Roosevelt.

As the children of servants, they are also servants here.

At this point she was wearing a maid outfit and was fighting in the kitchen.

The snow-white uniform could not hide the bulging belly.

It looks like she's been pregnant for a few months.

When Maria was working, her forehead was sweating constantly, and she was a little weak.

Seeing this, the other maids quickly helped her to rest for a while.

The environment in the kitchen is not very good, and the aristocratic gentlemen never come here.

Maria lowered her head and stroked her stomach, feeling the fresh life inside, revealing a motherly loving look.

The father of the child is the owner here, Baron Adams Roosevelt.

Even when she was pregnant, her treatment didn't get any better.

No nobleman with a normal IQ would give a lowly servant status.

They are like toys to vent their desires. They are beaten when they are pregnant, and thrown away when they are broken.

Since Baron Adams lost his wife, he has not remarried.

The person who creates infatuation with the outside world is actually a pervert.

The maids who are a little more beautiful are his personal playthings.

Playing with different tricks, there is no lower limit.

Those who looked bad were placed in stables and woodsheds far away from the mansion.

Work hard all your life, never get ahead.

"Dong dong."

The head maid knocked on the kitchen door, instantly attracting everyone's attention:

"Maria, Alice, go to Lord Adams' study."

Maria shuddered when she heard this place.

But she had no choice, she could only grit her teeth and agree:

"Yes."

The study and bedroom are the places where Baron Adams vented his desires.

Occasionally, other nobles visited, and they exchanged maids with each other.

Maria was sweating on her forehead, fighting back the pain in her stomach.

She could clearly feel that the little guy was kicking herself.

"Lord Adams, Maria and Alice are here."

The head maid led the person out of the study and turned to leave.

What happened next had nothing to do with her.

How the baron treats them is the master's own business.

"Come in."

Adams Roosevelt's voice gave a greasy feeling of fat stuck in his throat.

Maria and Alice bit their lips and looked at each other.

Enter the study and close the heavy door.

Although closing the door has no practical significance, it is the last stubbornness.

They buried their heads low and stared at their toes.

Sunlight streams through the floor-to-ceiling windows and onto the granite floors.

Baron Adams lay on his side on a chair padded with animal furs and yawned:

"Sit up and move yourself."

In recent months, he has had many new lovers, and he has frequently exchanged playthings with other nobles.

It has been a long time, and I have not favored the two maids.

It's like people at some point, always inexplicably think of the snacks they ate as a child.

As soon as Baron Adams remembered it, he directly ordered the head maid to bring people over.

"Yes, Lord Adams."

There were tears in Alice's eyes, and she was reluctant to serve this fat pig in her heart.

But if she doesn't do this, she is helpless, how can she go there?

The child in the belly kicked even more.

Maria fought back the pain and came to the chair after a few seconds.

Baron Adams caught a glimpse of her belly and sat up straight:

"How many months?"

"Four...four months."

He narrowed his eyes and counted the time, it should be his own seed:

"Go to the housekeeper to get medicine and knock out the child."

It's another matter to play, to play, to make trouble, and to be laughed at by other nobles at birth.

"Lord Adams, it's... it's your child."

"Shit!"

Adams kicked Maria over with a look of disgust on his face.

The folds on his face are piled up together, looking extremely ferocious:

"Hmph, don't think I don't know, what's going on in your slut's mind. You've been a bitch since you were born, you're like a pig and a dog, don't daydream about a rich lady! Either it dies today, or You are dead!"

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Baron Adams spit, and the blue veins burst out on his forehead:

"Today it either dies or you die!"

His broad palm clapped to the table, where a bell for summoning servants was placed.

Not long after, the head maid and the butler came to the study:

"Lord Adams, what are your orders?"

Adams raised his chin and pointed to Maria who was kneeling on the ground:

"Get rid of the baby in her belly."

No matter drug or beating for miscarriage, the servant will always find a way.

What he cares about is not the process, but the result.

The butler's face was expressionless, and the head maid gave a sympathetic look, and said in unison:

"Yes!"

The two were left and right, holding the dazed Maria and dragging them out.

The physical touch made her suddenly come back to her senses.

Break free from half of the restraints and climb to the Baron's feet:

"Please, Lord Adams, can you give birth to the child? I, I can do two jobs, really, I can support it, and I will never trouble you..."

Adams Roosevelt raised his hand with a loud slap in the face and looked sullen:

"Don't be delusional, how can the noble blood of my family flow in the body of the humble servant, take it down!"

Seeing that the baron was angry, the butler and the head maid did not dare to slack off.

He hurriedly dragged her out of the study and summoned someone to deal with it.

This incident completely extinguished the lust in Baron Adams' heart.

He chased away another maid, Alice, and stared at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window in a daze.

Britain in 1888 was thriving under the leadership of Queen Victoria.

Wealth accumulates rapidly, and luxury among the nobility prevails.

Like the United States in later generations, a lot of money is accumulated in the hands of a small number of people.

Poor people are still very poor, and their lives are not getting better.

An ordinary baron like Adams Roosevelt can also get a lot of oil and water in the suburbs of London.

His business is handed over to people who are better at it.

Using money to drive more suitable people to seek their positions is the real password of wealth.

In the days when he didn't have to make a living, Adams was all about getting the thrill.

"Dong dong."

After a while, someone knocked on the door of the study.

Adams glanced back and saw that it was the housekeeper, a little impatient:

"Just do it like you used to, don't bother me!"

In the age when there were no mobile phones, TVs, and computers, nobles liked to keep seeds everywhere when they had nothing to do.

There is no such thing as rubber condoms these days, and they are generally sewn with washed intestines.

Not to mention the thickness of the outer wall, it is not very comfortable to wear.