[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-shut-up-young-lady-obediently-hand-over-the-mone":3,"chapter-shut-up-young-lady-obediently-hand-over-the-mone-shut-up-young-lady-obediently-hand-over-the-mone-chapter-672":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Shut Up, Young Lady, Obediently Hand Over The Money And Don't Confess!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1798852,2397,"Chapter 672 : Two Parallel Lines That Will Never Intersect","shut-up-young-lady-obediently-hand-over-the-mone-chapter-672",672,"\u003Cp>\"I'm back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiorella pushed open the old wooden door, which made a piercing sound in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A middle-aged man with a flushed face stood in the center of the small room, pointing a tree branch he had picked up from outside at a trembling Lina cowering in the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced sideways at Fiorella. \"Where the hell have you been? Have you thought about what I asked you to consider?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to imperial law, as the man who had married Fiorella's mother, he was the guardian of Fiorella and Lina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, if Fiorella were sold into the Silafiel family, he would also receive a sum of money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiorella looked him straight in the eye, not flinching. \"Did you go gambling again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"None of your business! Are you trying to control me now?\" He raised the branch in his hand, pointing it at Fiorella's face. \"If it weren't for someone taking a liking to you, I would have slapped you long ago. Hurry up and sign the papers. Your life will be a little better if you go to the Silafiel family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't you know what Waldrick's wife does to the maids?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's it to me? If you get beaten to death, it's because you're clumsy and inept, and you displeased the master's family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The branch whistled through the air, freezing Fiorella's heart bit by bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You lazy woman, getting beaten is a lesson for you, to make you a little more diligent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiorella clutched the clothes in her arms tightly, glaring at the man in front of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh-ho, you dare to glare at me? Still not convinced?! You're just like your mother, can't earn money but have a big temper.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiorella finally couldn't take it anymore, her voice trembling slightly. \"You were the one who took my mother's medical money to invest. You were the one who lost everything. You were the one who killed my mother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut up! I was doing it for her own good. What do you women know!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hit where it hurt, and under the influence of alcohol, his mind went hot, and he swung the branch in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The branch roared as it fell, swinging towards Fiorella's now pale face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time began to slow down, the branch falling bit by bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiorella held the warm coat in her arms tightly, her eyes not closing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Getting hit by the branch will hurt a lot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next time I go on a date with Mr. Felyn, I'll have a scar on my face. It will be very ugly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wonder if Mr. Felyn will dislike me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is so... annoying...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thud!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pain Fiorella expected did not come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black scabbard with a golden pattern appeared between Fiorella and the branch, blocking the attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hilt of the sword was held firmly by a black lace glove. The fair, delicate face and the maid outfit made of expensive fabric were out of place with the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-who are you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiorella's uncle's voice softened considerably. Although he was drunk, he could still recognize her exquisite maid outfit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was definitely the maid of some noble, an existence he couldn't afford to offend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anise.\" Anise sheathed her sword back at her waist and looked down at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My master is Felyn Sorester, a Second-Class Noble of the Empire.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"S-Second-Class Noble?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this title, his legs went weak, and he fell directly to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiorella was also stunned in place. Her hair fell, obscuring her vision, but she didn't have the mind to care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Second-Class Noble, in the Empire, was almost at the top of the pyramid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the status of those ministers who lived in the imperial palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I-I didn't know you were coming here...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm just warning you, commoner. My master just had dinner with Miss Fiorella today. Miss Fiorella is currently my master's property. Without Lord Felyn's permission, no commoner is allowed to attack Miss Fiorella. Otherwise, you will be punished according to imperial law.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gaped, swallowing his surprise, his gaze darting between Fiorella and Anise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fiorella, y-you, when did you get together with that Lord Felyn? How come I didn't know?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anise clicked her tongue, making him shut his mouth immediately. \"Does it require your consent?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no, no, it doesn't, it doesn't.\" He waved his hands frantically, scrambling up from the ground, his face wreathed in smiles. \"Miss, my Fiorella is very beautiful, and her body is very good. If that Lord Felyn likes her, how about... how about...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiorella came back to her senses, feeling utter disgust for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his eyes, she was just a commodity that could be exchanged for money, and it didn't matter who she was sold to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You want money?\" Anise didn't even look up at him. She walked over to Fiorella and carefully examined her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I definitely didn't hit her just now, you can rest assured!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anise nodded. \"My master is kind-hearted and does not buy or sell maids. He just wants to go on a date with Miss Fiorella.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A date? In love?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This news indeed made him even more excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Fiorella married that Lord Felyn, it wouldn't be a simple matter of a few tens of thousands of crowns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can rest assured! I won't do anything these days. I'll take care of her as if she were my own daughter. No, no, no, she is my own daughter. I guarantee I'll raise her to be plump and fair.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need. Just leave the money.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anise kicked the table impatiently, directly knocking over the already dilapidated table. \"I said, you leave the money you have on you, and you leave. Miss Fiorella will take care of herself and her sister. What's a man like you doing here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But, but...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have no money? You don't want to take care of Miss Fiorella?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked troubled, hesitating for a long time. He pounded his leg hard and took out three thousand crowns from his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fiorella, look, this is the last three thousand crowns your uncle has left. Take it and spend it. Eat something good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anise snatched it and glared at him. \"Go. You're in the way here. My master might come here at any time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was stunned for a moment, then understood something. Beaming with joy, he staggered out the door, looked back at Fiorella once, then stumbled onto the road and began to hum a song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noise grew more and more distant, and the room returned to peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miss Anise, thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm sorry, I broke your table.\" Anise handed the three thousand crowns to Fiorella.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's alright.\" Fiorella forced a smile. She still hadn't recovered from what had just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at Lina in the corner, who still had tear stains on her face, bit her lip, and wanted to ask a question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is Felyn really a noble?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he really is a Second-Class Noble, then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the huge gap in status would make her and Felyn two parallel lines that would never intersect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't understand why Felyn was approaching her now, didn't understand why, as a Second-Class Noble, Felyn was still doing the business of accompanying clients.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Felyn was a noble, then she could never walk side by side with him on the street and chat like she did tonight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miss Anise, is Mr. Felyn really a Second-Class Noble?\" She finally asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anise, who was about to leave, had her back to Fiorella and didn't turn around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiorella already understood the silence in the air. She slowly handed the coat, which had been warmed by her body heat, to Anise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I understand, Miss Anise. This coat, please help me return it to him...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiorella didn't want to think about why Felyn, a noble, was approaching her. She didn't want to destroy the image she had in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was an act,\" Anise said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anise turned her head and forced a not-so-pretty smile at Fiorella. \"I'm an actress hired by Felyn, 200 crowns a day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A maid's job is to make her master happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I tell the truth at this time, it's obviously not in line with Master's thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, whatever Master says, goes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The evening wind was cool, mixed with a rotten smell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felyn somewhat regretted giving the coat to Fiorella just now. Now he was just wearing a shirt, and it was too cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of footsteps came from the corner. Felyn saw Anise returning empty-handed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it settled?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mmm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felyn and Anise walked side by side on the road, their shadows intertwining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scent from the maid's body drifted over to Felyn along with her hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From now on, I will not report anything about Miss Fiorella to Her Highness. Whatever you do with her, I will not report it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Although I'm very happy to hear that, can you just not report anything about me to Dorothy at all?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anise shook her head, her tall figure looking incredibly alluring in the hip-hugging maid outfit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, please conduct yourself with dignity.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can we really not discuss this? Really not?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[End of Chapter]\u003C\u002Fp>",1523,"2026-06-09T04:36:34.829Z",1,"novelbin.me","de47ec4e32579bef238098c9368179aaab8f542ca0d9a0a2bfd3a6b0d557e860","shut-up-young-lady-obediently-hand-over-the-mone-chapter-673","shut-up-young-lady-obediently-hand-over-the-mone-chapter-671",727,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fshut-up-young-lady-obediently-hand-over-the-mone-cover.jpg"]