NovelEnglishChapter 41 Chapter 41 Greyson's POV: .76% "That should round it up. I think we've got the rest of it covered. We just need t" Smith had been saying.
But he was interrupted by screaming coming for downstairs and his eyes widened with shock. My Beta didn't live here, but even himself knew how much I valued peace and quiet and how demanding I was for both of these things.
I couldn't exactly understand The ruckus from downstairs, but at was exactly the point, I didn't care. I didn't want to hear any of it.
"I think we covered the main ground for this meeting, let's have another one by Friday." I said and Smith understood the message in my words.
It was a dismissal and he rose from his seat and prepared to exit the room I followed soon after once I was done with putting away the documents we had just worked with. The moment I stepped out of my office, I recognized the voice.
Zot.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat disappointedeven more. Of all the maids that should break a rule, it should never have to be her.
I walked in the direction of the kitchen where the ruckus seemed to be coming from and I was just in tto hear Emilia hurl hurtful words at Freya.
The unforgivable thing about this was the fact that it wasn't the first tshe was doing this. At the suction house, I had heard her comment about Freya's body.
I knew that not all the maids would get along properly, it would be wishful thinking to assthey would, but the last thing) I wanted to deal with would be another questioning why I had chosen to purchase a maid.
Or bullying amongst the maids.
I watched silently as Freya raised her hands to slap Emilia and for a second a surge of pride went through me.
No one should have to tolerate that sort of behavior for anything, but I berated myself for it. I shouldn't also be supporting the behavior that Freya had just exhibited too. They were all wrong.
I had gotten all the culprits involved with the ruckus, although Freya could have avoided being involved by thinking through her actions last minute, but it was too late. She was getting punished too.
The moment I sent the girls to the punishment room, I went back to my office to gather my thoughts a bit and also give the girls stto reflect on their behaviors.
I couldn't exactly be sure of what had triggered Zoe's loud scream. She was head of the maids so it was okay for her to scold a maid that wasn't doing good enough, but it was never okay to shout-scream- at theart For Emilia, 1 had watch her scene unfold. If I had to guess then be had either been screaming at Freya or the other girl beside her, Christie, I think her nwas.
Or maybe both of them. Since they both had their head bowed in what looked like shor embarrassment, but whatever the situation that was, Emilia had crossed a line.
I got to make the decision of what omegas 1-purchased and the ones I didn't. She had no right to spit the hateful words that she had at Freya.
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Chapter 41 Freya had reacted the way every person would react when triggered in the manner that Emilia had done to her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut not in my home, no form of physical violence could be excused. So she also had to be punished.
That settled it then..
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Zoe would take the harshest punishment, simply because she om should know better than anyone to not do anything that could get her in trouble, Emilia would cnext then Freya. With my mind set on a decision, I moved in the direction of the punishment room.
Punishing the other girls felt like a walk through the park. Not only did it ↳ eventhought go by faster than even thought it could, there when was a ́also a part ofthat wasn't connected to the scene in anyway and that hurried the punishment even faster. Something changed when it cto Freya's turn to be punished
It started with the confusion of what punishment tool to use. I had initially picked out the paddle but now it seemed too little compared with what the other girls had suffered. Although it was only her behavior that could be properly excused but it felt unfair to cheat the other girls.
Maybe I would increase the number of strike she would get, so her punishment could be closer to what the other girls had gotten.
"On your feet. Hands on the pole." I instructed.
There was a moment of hesitation and confusion 1 instructed.
that fl flashed through the green eyed girl, but then she was moving to do as Ꮎ
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