Chapter 557 - [Bonus ] Five Hundred And Fifty-Seven: Lincolnshire Will Be Finished In One Night (2/2)

”Of course, I dare not maltreat the children of respectable guests and I bet you all would have good manners the next time,” Jacqueline hinted they were not properly brought up.

Isabella flexed her jaw, her heated gaze on Jacqueline who had a polite smile on as if she hadn't subtly insulted them seconds ago.

”Now, unless you want to starve voluntarily, I suggest you all sit down as breakfast is served,” Jacqueline announced just as the maids walked in one after the other, placing tantalizing dishes on the table.

Slowly yet cautiously, the kids sat down one after the other while looking at their instructor questioningly. They couldn't understand the women's intention; Jacqueline had threatened to starve them if they arrived late, but then, they arrived late and here she was, welcoming them with open arms. It just doesn't sound right, could this be a trap?

”You can eat,” Jacqueline announced as soon as the maids were done serving.

None of them made a move to taste the food, fearing she must have put somthing in it. Well, all except Neon. The boy's eyes widened with delight at the sight of the interesting cuisines on the table.

”No, Neon, don't!” Ailee was about to warn him but the boy had already put a spoon into his mouth and swallowed it down.

They all stared at Neon expecting for him to explode or something, but then nothing happened. Even after the third and four spoonful of his food, Neon didn't throw up nor foam from his mouth. It then dawned on them that the food was perfectly safe.

Besides, why would Jacqueline poison them - no matter how much she disliked them - unless she wanted a massacre in Lincolnshire. They didn't dare Imagine what their parents will do if anything happened to them. Lincolnshire will be finished in one night.

However, something happened, as soon as the kids prepared to dig into the appetizing soup, Jacqueline clapped her hands twice and the maids who served them previously reappeared in the dinning room.

”Take it away,” Jacqueline announced and before the kids knew what was going on, each and every of their soups were cleared from the table.

Isabella banged her hand on the table, ”What the hell is this?” she was angered. Isabella had barely even taken a taste when it was snatched from her.

Jacqueline raised a dark brow at her, ”The almighty Isabella doesn't know what you all did wrong?” she smirked, enjoying this sudden turnaround.

Isabella's brows furrowed as she began to think hard. What had they done wrong? Her eyes scanned the table for their fault.

Jacqueline followed upper class standard of etiquette which meant they had failed to observe a certain level of politeness while dining. Suddenly, her eyes rested on the napkin she had given less thought earlier while easing into her seat.

Oh, damn it, she was too undomesticated for this kind of royal games.