Chapter 559 - Five Hundred And Fifty-Nine: Isabella Gave Her The Middle Finger (2/2)

”Resume,” the woman simply said to save her face. The kids had been looking at her, waiting antipatedly for something to happen. Unfortunately, she wasn't that kind of person, she was well-groomed, elegant, and dignified. A bunch of wild kids would not make her lose calm. It was a promise.

As expected, the kids dug into their meal once again. They already knew this was a game to Jacqueline, survival of the fittest. However, instead of them getting eliminated, their food suffered the terrible fate. It was torture.

Unfortunately for them, they didn't last this round. In fact, their spoon barely touched the omelet when miss devil aka Jacqueline clapped her hands and their food was snatched away as usual.

Jacqueline turned to Isabella, ”Always taste the food before seasoning. Most chefs pride themselves on perfectly seasoning their dishes. As a result, it can be seen as a rude gesture to season your food before tasting it,”

But then, Isabella gave her the middle finger.

Anger flooded Jacqueline and she was almost tempted to lose control but she reined in her emotions. She took a deep breath in and out, counting down to ten mentally. The kid would not ruffle her, she would surely win this war.

Unlike what everyone thought, Isabella had not flipped the table when she was blamed for their failure. They had all held their breath, especially when she gave Jacqueline the middle finger, waiting for World War three to begin. But then nothing happened. Strange, right?

”Resume!” Rang out as usual.

Honestly, the nerves were all-time high currently. The kids barely had anything to eat and if they lost this round, their food was gone. Until lunch.

Except for Isabella, everyone ate cautiously. Left alone for them, they would have hurried the food but that was against dining etiquette, Jacqueline would fail them instantly. Hence, they had no choice but to pray they survived this round. But then, Fate always had its plan.

Pah! Pah!

Jacqueline clapped her hands twice and the maids hurried in, clearing the rest of the dishes on the table while the kids looked on devastated.

”What did we do this time?” Anabelle was close to crying. She had not even much to eat. She was goddamn hungry.

”Oh, what you did wrong?” Jacqueline smirked wickedly, then walked over to Neon who has his hands hidden under the table.

”Don't bring a plus-one without permission and definitely not a pet,” Jacqueline took out the albino mouse from Neon's hands.

”Mr. Smuff!” they shouted, dumbfounded.

”Mr. Smuff Junior,” Neon corrected, scowling at them. What has he done wrong? All he did was feed his dear mouse.

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