Ready to Rule: The Real Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 232

“I get it,” Lydia said, nodding. “So let’s not stand on ceremony. The milk seemed pretty great. Why don’t you have mine?”

She slid the cup in front of Grace.

Grace’s face went pale. She stared at Lydia, her heart racing. Did Lydia figure it out? No way. That couldn’t be possible.

“N-no, Miss, I couldn’t,” Grace stammered. “You work so hard every day at the company. You should have it while it’s still warm. I... I already had breakfast.”

Lydia’s smile only grew. “It’s just some milk. Sure, it’s not chicken soup or ginseng tea, but it’s supposed to be great for your health.”

“It’s okay, really. I already ate.” Grace was starting to panic. She was sure Lydia was doing this on purpose, but there was no way Lydia could have noticed anything. The powder she used had no color or taste.

Lydia got up from her seat and walked over. “What’s wrong, Grace? Is it because I just moved back home? You don’t even want to take a cup of milk from me now?”

“No, it’s not that. I really did have breakfast.”

“It’s just some milk. It won’t fill you up. Unless... is there something special about my soup?” Lydia said, stirring the milk with her straw as if she was thinking it over.

Grace realized there was no way out. Gritting her teeth, she took the cup from Lydia. “Thank you. I’ll drink it.”

She had a feeling Lydia knew something. If she didn’t drink it and Lydia started digging, things would get much worse than a cup of milk. She couldn’t leave any evidence behind.

Grace gulped down the milk in one go. Lydia’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. “If I ever make something good again, I’ll definitely share it with you.”

Grace’s smile froze on her face. “Th-thanks, Miss. You two enjoy your breakfast. I’ll get back to work.”

She practically bolted from the room.

Lydia’s smile faded into something cold as she sat back down and finished her own breakfast.

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