Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face

"Since you don't want me to care for you, then don't blame me for not having mercy on you. Go and help me wash all the clothes by hand, and clean the floor and all the furniture. I want to see the spotless appearance." Pointing at those, James said to her.

Oh, god! How could he be so heartless? Tonight, James was trying every means to bully her, and she was doomed.

It was better to do the dirty and tired work than to be flirted by this guy. She had done it before. She was in charge of all this work at home.

Without looking back, Emily walked towards the pile of clothes. These clothes looked not dirty at all, and most of them were new clothes that the tags had not been removed yet. How come he needed to wash them? It was obvious that this guy was petty. He took the opportunity to revenge and threw these difficult problems to her.

Seeing her leaving without hesitation, James was a little surprised. She was a noble Lady. How could she be willing to do these things?

"Murphy, are you sure I didn't see it wrong?" James couldn't believe his eyes.

"Well, young master, your eyes are better than anyone else. There is absolutely no mistake. Miss. Shirley is happily washing clothes." Murphy reported to James while he was watching Emily washing clothes. "It seems that these are not enough." With is mouth twitched, James walked up to Murphy, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I've decided that you should think about the ways and tricks to deal with that girl. I hope you can give me more satisfactory ideas tomorrow."

He smiled lightly and left, leaving a graceful figure behind.

With a bang, the door of the room was opened and James entered his room.

In the bright luxurious apartment, Emily wiped the bubbles on her face and kept washing on the washing table. Sure enough, she hadn't washed clothes for more than a week, which made her much less efficient.

However, none of these could defeat Emily, an invincible beautiful girl in the universe.

Murphy fetched a small stool and sat beside her as a supervisor.

"Murphy, what's so good about watching me washing clothes? Please go away, okay?" Emily felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him.

"No, I can't. Miss. Shirley hasn't finished washing and cleaning, so I can't leave. After Miss. Shirley finishes, I need to report the situation to the young master." Murphy said with a relaxing smile on his face. This ordinary face looked silly and naive when he smiled, and Emily really wanted to give him a punch with her bubble fist.

"All right, all right. Take your time. Hope you don't feel bored." Emily pursed her lips and continued to work hard.

In this way, Murphy miraculously maintained the same posture. After an hour, she finished washing the whole bucket of clothes.

Then she began to pick up the mop, vacuum cleaner and duster to complete the next step. It seemed that the apartment had been cleaned specially for many years, and it was very clean. It was easy for Emily to complete the work.

She patted her little palm and looked at her white, tender fingers. They were crumpled and ugly.

But it didn't matter. She was not the delicate Lady.

Seeing that she had finished the work, Murphy looked at the time, it was already half past nine. It was time for him to knock on the door of the young master's room and let him come out to check. When James walked out of the room, he had changed his clothes, which he usually wore at night.

His was wearing a long cloak, and his half mask had covered half of his face, which made him a little unpredictable to Emily.

"So soon?" James didn't believe it.

He walked to the balcony and saw a row of neat clothes hanging there. There was no dust on the ground and the table. It was not something a rich Lady could do.

"Why could you do this?" James had some doubts about her identity. The reason why he asked her to do this was to make a noble Lady work as a maid, and let her taste what pain was.

But it didn't seem to be a problem for her to complete the task. She was the best choice for being a maid.

"I've known how to do this since I was a child." Emily blurted out without thinking.

"Since childhood? Are you sure?" The more James thought about it, the more suspicious he became. He looked at the girl up and down for many times, but still couldn't understand. "Oh, you seem to be curious why such a Lady from a rich family like me would do this, right? Ha ha, let me tell you. In fact, I have received all kinds of strict training since I was a child. For example, I can do music, calligraphy, washing clothes, cleaning and cooking, and so on. My grandfather just wants to train me to be a super outstanding talented woman!" Emily made up a random excuse.

"It turns out that there is a grandfather who cultivates his granddaughter in this way." It was the first time that James had seen this. In his knowledge, most of the noble students of Holy Sakura School were sons and daughters of rich families who were served by other people. They would never do this by themselves.

But he believed the music and calligraphy part.

Speaking of this, an amazing idea occurred to Murphy. He was so excited when he thought of the way for the young master to punish Miss. Shirley tomorrow. He could finally have a good sleep tonight. "Yes, it's not strange." Emily said calmly with her chest out.

"No, that's all for today. Now that you have finished your work, you can go back." There was no time for James to waste with her now. He should immediately rule out all outsiders and welcome the arrival of ten o'clock.

"Well, then I'm leaving." Emily was a little surprised. That's it? Done? Why didn't he continue to torture her? She thought he wouldn't let her go until twelve o'clock.

"Okay." James answered coldly. As soon as Emily stepped out of the door, the door was closed with a bang behind her. So damn fast.

When Emily turned around, she saw a cold door which seemed shouting at her arrogantly.

She picked up her fist and really wanted to punch the door through. He chased her away so rudely. Did he think she wanted to come?

She angrily put down her fist, stamped her feet, entered the elevator and returned to the An Family.

The next day was Saturday. There was no class, but Emily did not have the privilege to get up late. She was pulled up early by the servants to the dance room.

Waltz was a basic dance that must be learned for the ball and the banquet. And Emily had only learned a little. These days, she had to strengthen her dance standard and be able to perform the elegance of the Lady. On the engagement day, she had to be the limelight of the An Family, which was especially valued by Sam.

However, Emily didn't take it seriously. Anyway, she would definitely not be engaged successfully as long as she had James. Why did she work so hard to practice the dance that was not a human dancing? After practicing for a while, she sat on the ground and asked for a rest. She rubbed her aching feet.

"Madam, is this a human dancing? Why is it so difficult? Why do I have to dance in high heels? Isn't it more beautiful to dance in dance shoes?" Emily grumbled, pouting.

"Lady, what you don't know is that the waltz is a kind of dance for all the celebrities in the upper class. It represents a status, and also a kind of nobility. When you are engaged, you and His Highness can dance this. There will be many people in the world admire you!" The dance teacher's gentle voice came from above.

Fortunately, the dance teacher was a gentle and considerate teacher, or she wouldn't have the courage to loaf here.

"But I don't need others to admire me. Why do I need such a high status and the nobility?" Emily was confused.

"Ha ha, you are indeed an innocent girl. Don't you know that you are going to marry the most honorable royal highness of Sakura Kingdom in the future? You will be the queen of Sakura Kingdom in the future. Wow, I don't know how many people are jealous of you. Well, you are so lucky to have such a good fortune. "The teacher's eyes were shining with admiration. Emily shook her head.

Was it really so happy to marry that chameleon? 'Lucky? Bah!'

"All right, all right. Madam, are you here to teach me dancing or to tell me how noble that guy is? Hurry up, I'd better keep learning!" Emily got up reluctantly. She would rather learn this boring dance than listen to the teacher's endless appreciation of Royal knowledge.

"Well, let's continue. Hold my hand and hold this part of my waist. Let's begin to move forward and backward, one, two, three, four, one in the front and one in the back..." The teacher served as her partner, and the two danced back and forth in the dance room.

All of a sudden, the door of the dance room was opened. Luke came in and walked to Emily. "My Lady, there is a young man outside looking for you. He said he is your classmate."

"Classmate?" After searching in her mind for a while, Emily suddenly jumped up. Who else could it be if it was not Jay? This guy had learned to come to find her in public. He didn't even climb over the wall and enter through the window.

"Madam, Luke, I'll be back soon." Emily ran to the gate of the villa happily.

The sun shone brightly on a white Maserati pulled over at the gate of the An Family. It was said that it was a low-key car of his family.

But every time when Emily saw the luxury car, she couldn't help but shout at him, "Damn it! Is this called low-key? Then what is called high-key?"

Justin was wearing a white casual shirt and a pair of sea blue jeans. His dressing was casual and ordinary, but he had a fresh noble temperament. ☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐