Chapter 73

Willa shot a cold glare at Sabrina reaching out her hand, a mocking sneer curling on her lips-this wretched girl had somehow tricked her, causing her hand to flare with pain. It had been days of suffering-no sleep, no food, the whispers and laughter from the rest of the staff, and even Madam Matilda had shown clear annoyance. Now that she had a chance, she was going to make Sabrina pay double. No, triple. "This pot is kinda stunning," Sabrina said, eyes lighting up as she examined the deep wine-colored pot. Honestly, it didn't even look like cookware-it was more like a decorative piece. The glossy red glaze gleamed like ceramic, detailed embossed patterns catching the light, and the lid was topped with a delicate little golden wing-shaped handle. "Of course it's stunning," Willa snapped. "Madam got a designer to custom-make that whole set. It's a birthday gift for the Old Madam! So you better be careful. Break it, and she'll skin you alive." Sabrina nodded quickly. "Definitely gotta be