IRIS POV
A few moments later, a knock sounded on the door.
I snapped my fingers twice, and two maids hurried in carrying separate trays.
“Madame asked me to…”
Before she could finish, I hurled a bottle of perfume at her.
“Get lost!”
She gasped and dodged it just in time before scrambling toward the door.
The maid fled immediately while the other remained frozen in place. My gaze slowly shifted toward her; she was holding a breakfast tray.
I walked toward her, lowering my eyes to inspect the meal properly.
Cinnamon tea and toast. Slices of avocado arranged neatly at the side.
Mother must have noticed I barely ate breakfast earlier and decided to have something prepared for me.
The thought only irritated me more.
I was already furious beyond reason, and she thought a carefully pr
