Chapter 82 Get Over Her

The moment Theodore and Isabella stepped out the door, Amelia flung the teacup in her hand right to the floor. "What the hell? I'll make all of you grovel at my feet and plead with me one day!" she yelled. The maids got on their knees to carefully clean up the mess. As staff members who had been working at the Sinclair residence for years, they had gotten a good grasp of Amelia's character. At times like this, the best course of action was for them to pretend like they were invisible. Otherwise, they would just end up becoming Amelia's punching bag. Back when Jeffrey was still alive, their lives as maids were slightly easier. Even though Jeffrey was strict, he had always treated them fairly. He was unlike Amelia, who would blow up at them for no reason. Amelia ordered in a rage, "Go and get Alexander to come downstairs!" "Will do, Mrs. Sinclair," a maid replied. Before the maid could even head upstairs, they heard Alexander's voice coming from the top of the stairs. "What