Once Lacey arrived at the Carters, no one was home but the servants.
"Old Master Carter had ordered that no other filth was to be brought here except for you. Understand?" Aunty Mya gave her a sneering glare. Her eyes were full of sarcasm as she gazed at Lacey's handbag.
"Are you going to frisk me?" Lacey asked indifferently, already guessing what Aunty Mya would do next.
Surprised, Aunty Mya lifted her brows and replied, "There's nothing I can do about it. I'm just following orders. Open the bag and show me what's inside!"
Lacey gave a sly grin. "Since it's my father's order, I'd rather not have the bag!"
She flung her bag toward the door of a sudden. Lacey then turned to Aunty Mya and went on to ask, "Now, which way is my room?"
Aunty Mya was stunned. She hadn't expected Lacey
