Before the servant answered Katie, Sol walked arrogantly through the living room to the dining room door and looked at Katie coldly with her arms crossed, "Katie, it's half-past nine, and you're still having breakfast. You really enjoy being Mrs. Anderson, don’t you?"
Katie had breakfast slowly and said lukewarmly, "How I will be Mrs. Anderson is my call. Miss Keaton doesn't need to comment on that. It's just you who rushed into the dining room and disturbed me without the hostess's permission, which is me. You ruined my mood for dining, and you should also notice that you're very ill-mannered?"
Sol grew up in that kind of family. Of course, she had no upbringing. What Sol had was just her unwillingness and resentment.
Sol angrily said, "I should be Mrs. Anderson. You stole everything f
