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Eva Nightingale was forcibly taken by a group of women for a bath and then dressed in a European-style vintage ball gown.
"Do you know who that person is?" The maid looked at her arrogantly, mocking her, "The prince of darkness who rules both the black and white in Europe, Arthur Easton, the eldest young master of the Readington Family."
"You've angered him, and your friend has harmed our second young master; you'll definitely wish you were dead."
She couldn't understand why Arthur Easton wanted her dead, yet made them serve her by bathing her.
Heh...
The maid looked at her dress, the ball gown inlaid with golden threads and numerous diamond gems beside it, such luxury is a treatment reserved only for the true European nobility.
And she? At best, just a hostage, for what reason?
"Tsk tsk tsk, perhaps you're trying to seduce our Mister Easton in the basement? This woman, heh, is she hoping to be favored by the boss and die beautifully before her end?"
