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With her question, Kathleen quickly regained her composure, "I wanted to come over to talk to you, but | knocked on the door and found that you were not in the room, so | came out. | did not expect such a coincidence. | see you back just in time." Her face looked calm. She was smiling elegantly, and the surprised expression was not found on her face at all.

Anne observed her expression, "What do you want to talk to me? Now that I'm back, it's all open for conversation." "| was going to ask how soon are you going to start the operation?Collin is bedridden these two days because he is sick. So, he doesn't have to go to the hall to be punished, but when he is better in a couple of days, he will have to go there again. | am really distraught. | don't want to see him faint in pain again.” Anne understood her anxiety, "Don't worry, madam. I'm already preparing on my side. It's just a few days." Kathleen breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good." Anne walked around her to enter the room, only to have her grab her wrist as she brushed her shoulder.

Kathleen enthusiastically extended an invitation, "It's been hot lately. My hair is too long and always gets in the way. I'd like to get my hair done. Would you like to join me?" "Doing hair?" Kathleen laughed, "Yeah, I've heard that young people are really into the milk tea gray hair color, so | think you could try it." Anne hardly needed to consider the offer, "I can accompany you if you want to have your hair done, but I'll not do my hair. I don't like messing with my hair and think it looks better in its color." Kathleen touched her long and dark brown curly hair, "Miss Windsor, your hair quality is really good, but I think dyeing will definitely make it look better. Life is about keeping trying. If we go together and you watch me do my hair, it will be very boring." Anne shook her head and didn't budge in the slightest on the matter.

"I really don't like it. If you want to do it, I'll pack up and go out with you later." Kathleen was slightly bummed, "Forget it. You're not even doing it. It's no fun for me to do hair alone. Just for a few days. I'm going back to my room to check on Collin. Miss Windsor, you can come to me if you need anything." "Okay." The two finished their pleasantries and walked in opposite directions.

Anne entered the room and locked the door. Kathleen, with a lost expression, went back to the master bedroom.

Collin was asleep in the king-size bed in the master bedroom.

After several days in a row of sleeplessly chanting or copying scriptures from afternoon to night, he was very tired and was taking advantage of this illness to rest more and was recovering his spirit.

Kathleen sat quietly by the edge of the bed and didn’t bother him.

She couldn't find Anne's hair in her room, and Anne wouldn't even bother to get her hair done, so it seemed Anne was very defensive and didn't fully trust her at all.

Lyra arranged this task and she was afraid it was not easy to complete it.

She took out her phone and sent a few messages to Lyra, telling Lyra the truth about what had happened.

A few minutes later, Kathleen received a message.

There were only three words on the chat box.

Lyra: [Wait and see.] Since Lyra said so, it was estimated that there was a way to deal with it. Kathleen trusted her and reassured a lot.

At dinner time, Kathleen personally fed Collin some egg custard, carried the bowl downstairs, and went to the dining room for dinner.

By the time she arrived at the dining room, Anne was already sitting in her chair in a disciplined manner, waiting for Kathleen to arrive and eat together.

Kathleen handed the bowl to a servant and sat down in the dining chair across from Anne.

While eating, Anne elegantly chewed the small dish in her mouth and said casually, "Crana's food tastes really special. | had them for a few years when | was in college. The chef at your home has the best skills." Kathleen smiled politely, "Have some more if you like." Anne nodded in a good-natured way and continued, "Have you ever tried Owhil's cuisine?" "When | used to fly internationally with Collin, | was fortunate enough to visit Owhil and taste the food." Anne listened thoughtfully, "What do you think of it?" "It's not bad. Each country has its own specialties of dishes." Kathleen didn't know the significance of her mentioning this topic and answered carelessly, concentrating on eating the food.

Anne looked at the two cooks and a couple of servants who were standing by the table.

After thinking about it for a while, she said in a delicate tone, "I've been eating Cranian food for the past few days since | come here. | want to try Owhil dishes. | wonder if you can grant me this little wish?" Kathleen's hand paused, as if sensing some special meaning in her words, "Miss Windsor, what is your wish?" "I know a chef from Owhil who is an acquaintance of mine. Could you employ him for a few days to come and cook a few meals at the Lloyd Manor so that | can have a taste of the food from my country.” It was no big deal to hire a cook, and Kathleen had no reason to refuse, not to mention that she had promised Anne last night that she would do whatever she wanted.

"Well, Miss Windsor, you can arrange for this chef to come on board tomorrow if you like." Anne smiled brightly, "That's great.” She lowered her eyes slightly to cover the maliciousness and had a new proposal, "Mr. Collin is sick and Ms. Lloyd hasn't come back to see him. Why don't you talk to Ms. Lloyd and ask her to come back to the Lloyd Manor tomorrow and try Owhil's food together?" Kathleen was keenly aware that something was wrong with the words. Anne was ready to make a move? She looked at Anne who was smiling with her eyebrows arched.

In front of the cooks and the servants, Anne acted innocently and harmlessly, and her acting skills were comparable to those of best actresses.

Although she didn't know exactly what Anne wanted, Kathleen didn't hesitate for long with Lyra's instructions in mind.

"Well, Collin is her brother. He is sick because he was punished by her. She really should come back, and there is no excuse to put it off." When the deal was done, Anne smiled brighter like a flower.

"Then it's settled. I'll contact that chef and have him come here tomorrow morning to familiarize himself with madame's kitchen and utensils. So he can make a few Owhil's specialties for us and Ms. Lloyd in the evening." After the meal.

Kathleen called Lyra in front of Anne.

"Lyra, Collin is sick ... recently, he had no energy. Will you come back to see him ? By the way, have a dinner with us. After all, Miss Windsor is your guest. You can't always avoid showing up?" By the tone of Kathleen's voice, Lyra quickly guessed that Anne was nearby.

Her tone was slightly cold, "Well, | know. I'll come back after I finish my work this afternoon." With a simple but detached answer, the call was cut off voluntarily by Lyra's side.

Kathleen listened to the beeping on the phone and complained to Anne in a fit of anger.

"Listen, | am at least her sister-in-law. Why is her attitude towards me like that? Even if she doesn't address me respectfully, she should not be so impatient.” She sighed straight away and was a little anxious, expecting Anne to reveal a little more of her plans for tomorrow night.

But Anne just held her hand tightly and patted the back of her hand tenderly, "It's really hard for you to be implicated in the hatred by Ms. Lloyd because of Mr. Collin's affair. But soon, it will all be over." Kathleen saw that she did not say a word, decided to take the initiative and asked, "Have you made plans for tomorrow night? No one is going to die, right?"