Chapter 124

Meredith had no other choice but to turn around and walk into the room. “Is there
anything that I can help you with, Sir?” The cold and indifferent expression on Meredith’s face only
angered Josiah even more.” What‘s with the attitude?“

Looking at the both, Ysabelle tried to calm them. “Josiah, it’s fine. I don’t have to
eat.” All the fuss just because the precious princess Ysabelle wanted to have supper.

Meredith knew that Josiah would not let her go this easily.

Indeed, Josiah ordered, “Make Ysabelle something to eat.”

Not wanting to go against him, Meredith asked, “Sure, may I know what she wants to have?”

With an apologetic tone, Ysabelle replied, “I’m so sorry to trouble you, Meredith. But because I didn’t
get to have dinner earlier as I was injured and now I’m feeling a bit hungry. Any pasta would be fine,
please.” “Sure, I’ll make them right away.” Leaving the room, Meredith then went downstairs.

She did not have dinner? It was obvious that Ysabelle was putting on a show for Josiah.

An hour ago Ysabelle was sitting at the dining table enjoying her meal as she ‘supervised’ Meredith
while she was cleaning the dining hall. Ysabelle even spilled some of the soup onto the floor just so
that Meredith could clean them… But Josiah would never have caught that. Meredith was the only one
who did not have dinner, not Ysabelle.

Ysabelle had come downstairs just in time when Meredith had finished making the pasta.

“The pasta is ready, you can have it now.” Meredith set the table for Ysabelle. Taking a bite of the
pasta, Ysabelle nodded and praised, “Not bad. It tastes like something that useless mom of yours



would make.” Clenching her hands tightly into a fist, Meredith begged, “Ysabelle, just come at me if you
have any grudges and leave my mom out of this, please?” “Let her go? Do you think I would do that?”
Arching a brow, Ysabelle scoffed , “Chances like this don’t come every day and you really think I’d let
her go this easily?” “If that’s the case, do whatever you please then,” Turning around, Meredith added,
“I’m going to do laundry.” After taking several steps, Meredith stopped, turned around, and looked at
Ysabelle. “Oh, just one more thing. Please clean your jeans if it gets dirty later if you don’t want me to
leave them at the door of Josiah’s bedroom.” “What’re you talking about?”

Coming down the stairs with laundry in her hands, Meredith saw Ysabelle who was gripping her lower
belly tightly as she walked out of the dining hall. At the sight of Meredith, Ysabelle seethed, “Meredith
Leighton, what did you do to me?” “Ahh, my bad. I thought that the hot soup was not enough to teach
you a lesson so I thought this might work.” Looking at Ysabelle’s pale face, Meredith added, “Oh don’t
worry, just a couple of days of diarrhea and you’d be fine.” “You!” Ysabelle shouted, “Meredith Leighton!
Aren’t you worried that I’d hurt your mom and daughter?”

“Well, aren’t you the one who always says that you’ll hurt them?”

Repressing the bitterness in her heart, Meredith added, “Remember, wash your own jeans.”

Ysabelle was gripped by anger and her face turned even paler.

Inwardly, she was seething that Meredith had schemed against her twice in just a day.

But her churning stomach did not give her any chance to fight back. Holding onto her stomach,
Ysabelle rushed upstairs.

The next morning

Like usual, after showering and changing, Josiah went into Yena’s bedroom.



At the sight of Meredith who was giving Yena a massage, Josiah frowned. “Why are you here instead?”


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