The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Translator: Yonnee

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Irene had a red lump the size of her thumb on her right cheek, and that’s the only reason Margaret liked her.

She liked that she could stand out more because of the ugly maid she kept around her.

Not knowing Margaret’s true intentions, Irene carried out her tasks as the head maid diligently and enthusiastically.

She especially enjoyed bullying Radis.

‘Radis, you know what? The Madam likes me more than you.’

Those words tore the young Radis’ heart.

Irene bothered the child as though she was a bitter older sister.

Irene did things however she wanted, never delivered meals on time, and bullied Radis using petty methods. She even resorted to pouring water over Radis’ bed, then spreading rumors about how Radis had wet her bed in her sleep.

It was only when Radis was sent to the monster subjugation that Irene’s bullying ended.

‘The first thing I asked for after going on the subjugation was for Irene to be fired.’

Margaret kicked out Irene right away—as if it wasn’t her orders that encouraged Irene to harass Radis.

Shortly after that, Irene was found dead in a swamp near the estate.

People said that after being kicked out of the mansion, she probably threw herself into the swamp because she had nowhere else to go.

In retrospect however, Radis realized that Irene was someone who knew the deadly secrets of the Tilrod family.

The fact that the David—who everyone knew as the one going out on quests to subjugate monsters—was actually Radis.

To protect her son, Margaret took the life of another person without hesitation.

‘And that’s also how I died.’

A shadow loomed over Radis’ eyes.

Not knowing what she was thinking, Irene cheekily tapped on the bowl with a spoon.

“You’re very fortunate. You brought the Madam to tears, yet you’re still being fed.”

The more Irene talked, the colder Radis’ eyes became.

‘Both Irene and I… are alive. I have to accept that now.’

This situation wasn’t something like a dream or illusion that one had before dying—it was real.

Radis stared at Irene with a frosty glare, then spoke.

“What about my father?”

“Milord?”

Irene replied in a sarcastic tone.

“Thanks to you, he couldn’t catch his breath dealing with accusations of fraudulent admission! How admirable, huh? What a good daughter you are!”

Radis sighed exasperatedly.

In her previous life, Radis just quietly endured all of Irene’s harassment.

She was so afraid that any wrong move would permanently rid her chances to be loved by Margaret.

But now, she didn’t have to put up with Irene at all.

Radis lifted the bowl of soup and turned it upside down.

Over Irene’s head.

Irene couldn’t believe the hot liquid dripping from above.

“Ahh! AHHH!”

“I’ve been too quiet so far, haven’t I?”

Radis tapped the bowl against Irene’s head and looked into her eyes.

“But I’ve decided not to sit still anymore. So, what’s going to happen to you now that Mother and Father are in such trouble?”

Radis could read the storm of emotions passing through Irene’s eyes.

Her initial surprise and indignation disappeared quickly.

The maid’s eyes quivered as she seemed to recall all of the things she’d done in the past. Then, she dropped her gaze the moment she lost her will.

Radis almost burst into laughter.

So she was this kind of person.

Radis left the bowl on Irene’s head and patted it as though it was a cute hat.

“If you’re curious about what’s going to happen, then you can keep acting so boldly. But if you want to keep being the head maid, you’d better watch what you say more carefully. And…”

Radis picked up the spoon and tapped the edge of the soup bowl.

“Get me something that can be called food.”

Irene left the room with her eyes wide open and the bowl still on her head.

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