The Happy Life of a Duchess

Adele felt very speechless, even though she concealed her sadness after properly expressing her disappointment and helplessness, this emotion had indeed been well conveyed to the housekeeper.

Mrs. Armand Ruede was seldom quite embarrassed and speechless, and accompanied by a slight anger.

She is loyal, but not an emotionless robot.

During this period of time, Adele has been working hard to improve her favorability, and she is indeed the housekeeper who watched her grow up and always took care of the princess. Naturally, there will be a feeling of emotion in this matter. biased.

So much so that at this time, in addition to the embarrassment and embarrassment of being "exposed", she also involuntarily developed some angry emotions.

"Where is Mr. Duke?" She looked at Mr. Fred, the chief manager of the manor.

"Mr. Duke left earlier." The grey-haired old housekeeper Fred seemed to be in a good state of mind. His back was straight and he didn't show signs of aging, even though his appearance was no longer young.

The butler asked the other servants to serve Adele back to the room.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk about it in front of her, Adele accepted it——

It was really embarrassing for a little girl like her to expose the fact that she didn't get her father's love in time.

Judging from the current situation, the daughter who hadn't returned home for a long time and was away for medical treatment finally recovered from her illness, but when she returned home, she was deserted. It is unconvincing to say how favored she is like this.

But it would only be worse for her if she was exposed to this temporary appearance maintained by many people.

Besides, the journey in the carriage made her feel sore and uncomfortable.

I don't know if it's because she's too weak or because she's not used to it.

Mrs. Lude kept sitting upright for almost the whole journey. Adele couldn't bear to lean on the seat after persisting for half the distance, and persisted through the second half of the journey until she entered Paris. , The road is good, and some spirits are reluctant to regain a little, and then sit up again.

Jenny was relatively skinny and didn't have much influence, and she also brought her a cushion blanket and sour plum to relieve the feeling of dizziness and vomiting.

She was exhausted both mentally and physically, so it would be nice if she could go back to her room to rest.

"How long ago did you leave? It's such a big deal for Miss to come back..."

Mrs. Lude asked the old housekeeper in a low voice while telling the servants who were carrying the luggage to move more quietly.

The old housekeeper seems to have responded to something, and it seems that Mrs. Lu De also has some prestige and power.

It's just that they were a little far away, and Adele didn't hear his reply clearly.

"Jenny, I'll go back to my room and take a rest in a while."

Adele put one hand on Jenny's arm, allowing her to help her to the room led by the servant.

"Hmm." Jenny quietly observed the magnificent manor building.

Adele was a little tired. Although she was a little shocked, she really didn't have the energy to go shopping. Besides, she would live here for a long time, so she was not in a hurry.

"You will also go back to your room to rest for a while. If you are not sleepy, you can go shopping by yourself. If you don't understand, you can ask Armand."

"You just came here and probably won't arrange things for you, so you can rest assured that you just act carefully and don't make mistakes right away... Of course, it doesn't matter if you make mistakes, as long as you don't put the 10,000+ franc antique Even if it is smashed, I can still hold it."

"No, no." Jenny smiled, shaking her head hurriedly.

The other servants who heard the two of them had their own thoughts, but seeing that Adele also smiled, they also showed a kind smile along with them, and looked at Jenny without any trace.

"Miss Burns' room is arranged next to yours, miss." One of the chestnut-haired maids joked with a smile, "Mary cried for a long time, for fear that she would fall out of favor in front of you as soon as she came."

"Mary?" Adele pretended to be puzzled and glanced at the servants who showed the way and carried the luggage.

"Her eyes are swollen from crying, and she is cleaning up secretly..." she replied and added.

"Your room was arranged by her according to the requirements of Mr. Duke."

"My room?" Adele thought for a while and changed the question, "Is Mary my personal maid? What about my Jenny?"

"Well, she just has a good godmother..." One of the dark-skinned maids who may be of Latin origin retorted disapprovingly, but was quickly interrupted by the first one who spoke.

"Yes, the Duke mentioned her as a personal maid some time ago, and she is dedicated to serving you just like this Miss Burns."

"Just call me Jenny." Jenny quickly waved her hand, expressing that she doesn't have to be so polite.

"I still don't know a lot, please help me, sisters."

There are several rooms in Adele's room, this time the one that took her there was the bedroom, next to the bedroom was a huge cloakroom.

Not far from the other side is a room specially arranged for her personal maid, but there is only one room, and Jenny and Mary need to squeeze together right now.

Originally, there was only one personal maid, but she never thought that Adele would come back with her own heart.

At that time, she didn't think too much about the arrangement, but now she has expressed that she attaches great importance to Jenny, so that they can't be divided casually, so they simply let both of them be personal maids.

According to the chestnut-haired maid, the two will work in shifts in the future, but if she needs to ring the bell, both of them can go to serve.

Only then did Adele see the maid Mary whose eyes were red and swollen from crying.

Her figure is slightly smaller than that of ordinary women. I don't know if it is an allergy or something. There are even some red blood on her fair face, which is very obvious because she cried and didn't cover it with makeup.

A pair of eyes were also very red and swollen, and the eyes that looked like goldfish eyes looked more and more swollen.

It is not difficult to see from the demeanor and temperament that this is a girl with a very fragile temperament.

She is not very majestic and beautiful. If you really want to describe her, she is more like a delicate little flower, and she is obviously not in the same way as a wild daisy like Jenny.

"Mary?" Adele smiled and stepped forward to hug Mary.

"Yes, miss." Mary looked at her with great emotion, as if she was about to cry again.

During the time when the servant put her luggage and arranged things for her, Adele endured the sudden pain in her head and listened to her cry for more than ten minutes, expressing her dismay for her, blessing for her recovery, and respect for her. Looking forward to the future, the most is how loyal and capable she is, as if she is about to hear the misfortune of Adele letting her down from the position of personal maid in the next second, so that she is eager to express herself.

"Okay, okay, Mary, I believe in you."

"Whether in the past or now."

Adele comforted her again, and Mary barely held back her tears.

"Now I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while, can you prepare some honey lemonade for me, I might drink some when I wake up?"

"Okay, no problem miss."

Mary glared at Jenny very proudly but thought she was cryptic.

Jenny didn't know whether to accept such a provocation, or to smile blankly.

"Then, Jenny, I told you before."

"Go and pack your things first," Adele thought for a while, "You don't have to squeeze into the same room with Mary, our house is not short of a personal maid's room."

"Ask Armand to arrange another room next to you, and it shouldn't be too far away..."

"Miss, can I follow Mrs. Lude?" Jenny asked proactively, "Or, can I cook some food for you?"

Mary's eyes widened suddenly, and she took it as a provocation, but she didn't know that Jenny was just asking her vaguely if she could let her do some kitchen work like she did in the nursing home.

"This..." Although Adele didn't understand the management of the manor, she also knew that places like the kitchen were not easy to interfere with, and she didn't have the permission of the housekeeper.

"Ask Armand first, and let her arrange it for you. As for the rooms, don't squeeze them together. It's not difficult to give you a small room. You should clean up as soon as possible and rest for a while."

"Of course." Facing the question in Adele's eyes, the chestnut-haired maid nodded yes, and seeing her hesitation, she reacted and introduced, "My name is Pulis, and I'm in charge of matters related to the second floor of the manor. .”

"Alright Priss, sorry for your trouble."

Adele immediately entered the room, facing the seemingly ubiquitous pink elements in the room, she seemed to vaguely understand why there was always such a large amount of pink in the veil of her dress.

She looked at her handkerchief. It was prepared by Armand for her a few days ago. At that time, she had a somewhat satisfied expression on her face. The cushions, including the pink diamonds in the jewelry box, were arranged by Mr. Duke.

Adele didn't know what the original owner's taste was, but after all, she didn't hate pink.

She has no prejudice against any color, although she does prefer brighter colors, but for beautiful and expensive things, any color will be flattering.

Adele held the huge pink diamond necklace and weighed it silently.