The mafia's wife

Part 3

The atmosphere in the room turned palpable as a wave of shock swept through everyone present, including myself. Despite the unexpected turn of events, I couldn't help but feel a glimmer of satisfaction knowing that my wish had been granted. Swiftly finishing my meal, I made my way upstairs. However, upon reaching the upper level, a distressing sight caught my attention - the headmaid viciously assaulting another maid. Anger seethed within me, fueled by the grotesque display of abuse unfolding before my eyes.

Without hesitation, I approached the head maid and delivered a resounding slap across her cheek, a physical manifestation of my disdain for her actions. While initially consumed by rage, the head maid's expression quickly transformed from anger to amusement when she recognized my face. She erupted into laughter, questioning my audacity to strike her.

Ignoring her mockery, I definitely struck her once more and firmly asserted that she was no longer welcome here, terminating her employment in that instant. Turning my attention to the other maid, who had endured the assault silently, I offered her a glimmer of hope amidst this chaotic situation.

Handing her the head maid's badge, I bestowed upon her the prestigious role of handmaid, along with a substantial increase in monthly compensation - a generous sum of 5,000 gold coins. This promotion was not just a gesture of recognition for her resilience, but also a symbolic act to rectify the injustices that had transpired under the previous regime.

With these decisive actions, I sought to establish a precedent of fairness and dignity within the household, ensuring that such reprehensible behaviour would no longer be tolerated. I hope everyone has learned their lesson, as I firmly aspire to become Empress. It is crucial that all understand that upon my elevation to this esteemed role, the head maid will also take on the position of my lady.

This concept needs to be comprehended fully. Following this revelation, I promptly retreated to my new room, which was previously occupied by my brother. It has now been almost two weeks since his chastisement commenced, and today marks the final day of his penalty.

The subsequent day, as events unfold, remains hazy in my memory - a complete blackout. However, what I do recall vividly is that it was the dawn of a new chapter: my first day at a new school. Filled with anticipation and a bundle of nerves, I made my way downstairs in preparation for the journey ahead.As I observed my once robust and healthy-looking step brother, I couldn't help but notice his current gaunt appearance. It was evident that he had lost a significant amount of weight.

Witnessing him voraciously consuming his food, I exchanged glances with my stepmother, who revealed her concern through a perplexed expression. Curiously, she turned to me and inquired about the whereabouts of her personal maid. Without missing a beat, I informed her that I had dismissed the maid due to a breach of the established rules and regulations. A flicker of surprise crossed her face as she processed this information.

Meanwhile, I took it upon myself to secure a carriage for our upcoming journey - not just any carriage, mind you, but the finest one available. Being a person of high esteem at school, I had developed a reputation that demanded respect. However, as we made our way through the bustling hallways, some individuals attempted to shoulder their way past me.

Unwilling to tolerate any form of disrespect, I swiftly responded by delivering them a swift punch, asserting my unwavering authority. It became clear to everyone present that I was not one to be trifled with. I made it abundantly clear that crossing paths with me would have dire consequences. Addressing the next individual foolish enough to challenge me, I sternly warned them that I would effortlessly pin them against the wall, forcefully illustrating that such behaviour ought not to be attempted in my presence.In a peculiar turn of events, amidst an unexpected clash, I found myself in a precarious situation.

It so happened that Fate played its enchanting tune, allowing the presence of the illustrious queen of our esteemed school to grace the scenario. Little did she know that I harboured a plan, a complex design to overthrow her rule. Thus, when you, my dear antagonist, forcefully pushed me forward, I seized the opportunity to execute my strategy swiftly. Elegantly tripping the queen, her fury soared as she approached me, her strides resonating with undeniable authority.

Expecting her furious reproach, her words fell upon my ears predictably. "Did you just trip me? If you did, I shall, no i will cast you out of these hallowed halls!" she seethed, her countenance exuding a blend of outrage and disbelief. Without hesitation, I retorted sharply, channelling a touch of audacity. "Do you not hold any reverence for your future empress?"

On the very first day of school, amidst a sea of unfamiliar faces, a self-proclaimed ruler emerged, none other than the so-called "formal Queen" or F Q

. F Q's imperious demeanour was backed by a threatening presence, emphasising her claim to the throne. It was as if a line had been drawn, and those who dared to challenge her authority would taste the bitter consequences.

The air crackled with tension as F Q, with an aura of superiority, walked away, her fury evident with smoke seemingly emanating from her ears.

Unbeknownst to her, history was indeed being made, for on that fateful day, a new queen bee had ascended to power, leaving an indelible mark on the school's hierarchy.speaking about that my first class at my school is history my all-time favourite subject.

Hi authors note, the pic up there is ling huo aka the super cool protagonist. :)