Chapter 13: The King Of Manipulation

The next day.....

Pricilia Farmington P.O.V.

“Are you expecting someone?”Theresa says as she approached the door.

"Let the footman get the door Theresa"I grumble out, sighing as she opened the door anyway...

“Is this the residence of Miss…”A familiar voice says, a little muffled but also aggressive, I moved my daughter out of the way...

"It's you. I thought I forbade you from entering into this Estate. Your presence isn't needed or do you want me to let the footman throw you out?”I sneer out in disgust as I stared at Cassy. One of Cindy's old friends which I of course warned off, we don't want this substandard impoverished low class children filling her already stupid head with stupid advice...

"What are you doing here? You may not be of the noble class but you're still a peasant and of the poor class. State your busi