SCARLET’S POV
As I walked to the back of the mansion, I met Lara washing some clothes. I don’t need to be told but I know that there were the clothes of my sibling, and of course, mine too.
“Hey, Lara” I greeted and she looked up at me and replied with a smile.
Lara always insisted on adding my clothes with those of my siblings who made sure that she washed their clothes every other day.
When I tried to dissuade her from doing that, she refused on the excuse that I am feeble and would not properly wash my clothes. This of course was the reason they had given the duty of washing their clothes to Lara since they would not want me to ruin their pretty and expensive clothes with bad washing.
I have expensive clothing too just like my siblings. It had always been this way since I was littl
