His Ugly Bride novel Chapter 223

The two maids turned scarlet and then white with Leonardo's words. Carefully selected, they indeed had above average looks.

Unexpectedly, Leonardo actually said that they were ugly.

They still wanted to say something, but Ava walked over and interrupted them, "Don't you understand what Mr. Emerson said?"

A maid of shaper intelligence said loudly, "Mr. Emerson, we were sent here by Mr. Charlie. If you drive us away like this, do you mean that you don't take him seriously?"

Summer couldn't help but look up at her.

Summer had noticed on the first day of her arrival. There were many maids who were pretty and well-built, but most of them lacked some

refinement. But this maid was graceful and didn't look like a maid.

Summer asked her with interest, "What's your name?"

The maid glanced at Summer with disdain. Subtle as it was, Summer caught it since she was a woman, too.

It seemed that she was actually not an ordinary maid.

Seeing this, Leonardo's face slightly darkened. He was obviously dissatisfied with her reaction.

Summer said before Leonardo got angry, "Since you are selected by grandpa, I think you should know the duty of a servant. You dare turn a deaf ear to my words, so you look down on my grandpa?"

Summer naturally knew that this maid did not look down on Mr. Charlie but Summer herself.

Ever since she came to the villa yesterday, this maid was extremely enthusiastic about Leonardo. Summer now could naturally affirm that she came here for Leonardo.

Her temperament was remarkable and her figure slim and graceful. Her skin was so fine that she totally couldn't be a maid.

Clearly, she came here just for Leonardo.

But Summer just didn't know whether this maid was arranged by Mr. Charlie or she herself found a way to sneak in.

The maid immediately retorted, "What nonsense are you talking about? Of course, I respect Mr. Charlie!"

"OK." Summer sat back and slowly instructed, "I'm a little thirsty. Give me a glass of water first.

The maid thought for a while and turned around to fetch water. Delicate and touching, she bit her lips and seemed to have swallowed insult silently.

Leonardo frowned. Obviously, he had the same idea with Summer.

The maid came back with a glass of water. With an abrupt change of attitude, she respectfully placed it in front of Summer and said, "Mrs. Emerson, here you are."

Leonardo looked at her with a sullen face, "Mrs. Emerson asked what your name was. Couldn't you understand it?"

The maid paused as she lowered her head, "Eliza Austin."

"A nice name." Summer took the glass and swayed it, "If my memory serves me right, the director of Hoover City's television station is also surnamed Austin."

Eliza raised her chin and said proudly, "That's my father."

Summer smiled. She turned to Leonardo and said, "How could grandpa let a lady, the daughter of a director, come to our house as a maid?"

She deliberately slowed down with her voice extremely gentle. It sounded like she was complaining, but also somewhat affected. However, Leonardo couldn't stand it.

He avoided her gaze and subconsciously replied, "Yes."

"Miss Eliza must have get bored of being a lady and wants to experience some hardship. So she just came to work as a servant. Then, you shall not drive her away."

Summer paused and turned to Eliza, "Miss Eliza, you have signed the contract when you came here to be a maid, right?"