Chapter 26: Bullying His Servants

Chapter 26: Bullying His Servants

“Argh! Don’t give me that look. She started it!” Matt dropped the grocery bags and said.

“Oh my, goodness, Camila.” Eve stood up and touched her shoulder. “What happened? What did he do to you?”

“Madam!” Camila sobbed loudly, covering her face. She went to her knees and lamented, “I only asked him to hold the grocery bags as you instructed. But he pointed at me and said… He said…”

“What did he say, Camila?” Eve pulled her up and glared at Matt. “Don’t be afraid, tell me.”

“Madam.” Camila sniffed and wiped her tears. “He told me that I’m so skinny and pale. He said I’m so fragile that I won’t even last a second in bed. He also said my chest is too flat and I look like a boy.”

“Ahhh! Matt!” Eve gasped. “Shame on you. How can you say this to a lady? Are your eyes paining you to say that she’s too skinny?”

“She asked for it. No one orders this Young Master around and goes unscathed.”

Eve shook her head and patted Camila’s back. “Don’t listen to him, Camila. You’re very beautiful. And unlike the girls that he hangs around with, you’re natural and original. Tell me, have you ever gone under the knife to look beautiful?”

“No, Madam.” Camila sniffled.

“Good. Matt is so retarded that he can’t distinguish good from bad. Besides, he’s not your type. So don’t let his words get to you.”

“You’re right, Madam.” Camila wiped the remnant of her tears away. “You’re so kind. Thank you, Madam.” She squatted down and carried all the groceries then headed to the kitchen.

“You, Sister-in-law. How could you insult me in front of that girl?” Matt shook his fists in the air. “Just you wait and see… If I don’t teach her a lesson, This Young Master will not have a proper sleep tonight.”

“If you take one more step…”

As Matt was about to head in the kitchen’s direction, Ethan’s voice stopped him.

“Argh! Big Bro.” Matt turned around. “She’s only a servant. Sister-in-law has gone too far by lowering my value in front of her.”

Ethan rose to his feet and Matt took one step back.

“B–Big Bro—”

“Seems like you have been spoiled too much. Bullying my servants, huh?”

“B–Big Bro, you can’t listen to her. She started it, I promise.”

“Eve, get me the golf club.”

Eve stuck out her tongue at Matt while trying to hold back her laughter.

“Big Bro, no.”

“Kneel,” Ethan said darkly.

“Ahhh! Big Bro, not the golf club. This Young Master is innocent.”

“Eve, what are you waiting for?” Ethan glanced at her and she quickly nodded.

“At your command, Your Majesty.” She smiled sweetly and skipped away to get the golf club.

Despite Matt’s screams and pleas, he managed to sustain an injury after Ethan was done beating him.

“You’re so cruel, Evelyn.” He sat weakly on the couch and held his arm. “When he asked for the golf club, you should have at least come back with a stick.”

Ethan had gone upstairs, probably to take another bath.

“You brought it upon yourself, Matt.” Eve dipped a hankie into the bowl of water sitting in front of her. Then she gently dabbed it on the side of his lips, wiping away the small blood.

“Haven’t you heard that bullying a woman equals bad luck?”

Now that she thought about it, the only similar quality in both brothers was; they lacked consideration when it came to women.

“This Young Master has gone through enough suffering in life. Evelyn, if you don’t make Big Bro lift this punishment, I swear I’ll make you miserable someday.”

“Shut up.” Eve rinsed the hankie before using it to wipe off the speck of blood on his arm. “Stay still while I rub the ointment.”

She uncapped the ointment bottle and rubbed the cream on the place.

“Ouch! Be careful.” Matt grimaced. “Argh! This Young Master won’t rest until he takes vengeance on all his enemies. And you, Evelyn, are the first to go through my wrath. Just you wait and see. At the gala tonight, I can’t wait to see the look on your grandpa’s face when I tell him all you’re doing to me and my Big Bro.”

Eve had planned to ignore the guy, but when he mentioned her grandfather, her head jerked up and she frowned.

“What gala are you talking about?”

Matt pressed his arm and groaned. “What do you mean by what gala? Didn’t Big Bro tell you about it?”

Ethan did not tell her about any gala.

“Ah, I almost forgot.” Matt laughed out loud. “Evelyn, you’re so ugly that Big Bro is ashamed of going to public places with you. I bet his plus one will still be his secretary. Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity.”

Ethan was attending the gala? Had he always gone to such places with that Jessie?

Eve gripped the hankie and she pressed it hard on Matt’s wound.

“Ahhh! Are you crazy!?” Matt screamed and his eyes reddened.

“Do it yourself.” Eve tossed the hankie at him and stood up. Then she dusted her hands and strode upstairs.

“Let me tell you, Evelyn! Even if you plan to kill this Young Master, he won’t concede. You want my arm to get amputated, right? You can dream on!”

Matt yelled after her but Eve was far from listening to his stupid words.

She barged into the bedroom and walked into Ethan coming out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Well well well, my dear husband. I heard you’re going to a party tonight.”

“So what?” Ethan walked past her and stood in front of the mirror.

“I also heard that you’re going with another woman as your plus one.”

“Tell me what you want, Eve.”

Eve stepped forward and stood in front of him.

“I want you to get me a stylist in twenty minutes. I’m going with you tonight, whether you like it or not.”

Ethan stared down at her, frowning. Then his expression relaxed and he stepped forward and caged her between the vanity table.

“So be it.”