Mrs. Falcon revealed a scornful smile and said, "Your first day coming into Falcon's family, and you're already busy asking for benefits for your own family?"
Samantha lowered her head and pleaded in a low voice, "Mrs. Falcon, please help us. I beg you."
The middle-aged woman standing by Mrs. Falcon’s side said, "Miss Jackson, the Falcon family will never treat their granddaughter-in-law badly, but you must keep your identity in mind." A hint of wickedness gleamed in her eyes, like a poisonous snake. "The Falcon family bought you solely to chase away Master Falcon's bad luck, so don’t forget that you’re just a servant. We can satisfy your demands this time. but never expect another favor from us again."
Samantha could feel the unusual hostility of this woman. She had heard briefly about the family background of the Falcons. The elderly Mrs. Falcon only had a son and no daughter. However, Mrs. Falcon's nephew died young and left his orphaned daughter named Rosemary Daley behind. She was raised by Mrs. Falcon and had lived in the family all these years. Therefore, Samantha guessed that the woman before her was Rosemary.
But Samantha had never met her before! She couldn’t understand why Rosemary had a grudge against her.
Samantha pursed her lips tightly as she endured the humiliation. Then, she thanked with difficulty, "... Thank you, Madam Falcon."
The Jackson family was overjoyed. Liliana quickly said, "Thank you for your help, Madam Falcon!"
Wynette’s face was also full of surprise. She swiftly followed her mother’s footsteps and thanked Mrs. Falcon profusely.
Yosef’s mood seemed to have improved. At least, Samantha had been put into good use and he didn't raise her in vain for so many years.
Rosemary supported Mrs. Falcon as she walked, and they left. The Jackson family was left behind, revelling in delight.
Wynette looked at Samantha smugly and said, "Sammie, when I make a fortune in the future, I won't forget about you. You're my benefactor!"
Liliana added, "Yes, we really need to thank Samantha. Without her, it’s almost an impossible task to get in the Scrollania College." Liliana then looked at her well-manicured nails and said with a smile, "Don't worry, we won't stop your Grandpa's medication."
There was no expression on Samantha's pretty feature. "Since you all have achieved your goal, I supposed you don’t need me to send you off," she said.
She turned around and left without looking back.
When she stepped out of the door, she knew that if she sees Yosef again in the future, she would no longer regard him as her father.
......
As Samantha was depending on her memory to return, she heard a group of servants gathered behind a waterside pavilion and were gossiping. Samantha would normally not take interest in these chats, but she was the topic of their discussion.
A servant sneered while snacking, "Do you know? I’ve heard that the family of Master Falcon's young bride came here early in the morning to ask for favors... In my opinion, they are merely a small family, not to mention the girl was born out of wedlock. Such behavior... tsk tsk."
"What's so strange about that? She was obviously bought back to chase away bad lucks, and her status is lower than us servants. But she just can't seem to figure out her place, and probably think of herself as the mistress of the Falcon's family. How shameless is that?" Another servant chided.
"Enough! How many days do you think that this girl can survive by Master Falcon’s side? Madam Falcon had tried sending someone to Master Falcon, but he savagely beat them into a bloody mess at once and threw them out. What do you think will happen to the young bride? She won't be able to stay arrogant for long." A third servant added.
"..." Samantha listened to them in a daze, feeling somewhat at loss.
She didn't care about their mockery, but... "Does Henderson still hit people? To such bloody extents... is he that brutal?" Samantha thought to herself.
Samantha was afraid of pain, she hurriedly held herself. She wondered... If she had offended Master Falcon in any way, would she suffer the same fate?