Had they been waiting for her like bats in the trees mansion ready to catch her alone where she wasn't anywhere near Damien's room? She was a poor hungry girl who needed food, which was why she didn't understand what the fuss was all about. 

What Penny didn't know was that the mother-daughter duo had been observing Damien's behavior with her for long now which was why they felt the need to discard this slave right now. To have a walking breathing slave who was turning important to the boy, it was time to throw her away when he wasn't around then have their names sunk in shame thanks to her. 

Penny was sure she hadn't put on weight and they were only making a bunch of lies wanting to throw and start a fight of argument for no reason. 

"You are standing here idle instead of cleaning the mess you created in the kitchen," Fleuranc tched. 

"I will get to cleaning it," answered Penny, going to fetch a cloth, she bent down and started to clean the floor which caused by Grace. If it was possible with the way Penny was now glaring at the ground as she cleaned it, Grace would have been dug a few feet under the ground. 

She cleaned the floor, making sure to not have any meat residue which was wasted for nothing. This was the problem with rich children, thought Penny to herself as she cleaned and wiped the floor. Going to the black sink, she took the tumbler to fill it up with water and wash the cloth before going back to the floor. The rich didn't know what poverty meant. With the food being provided to them endlessly at any point in time with the variety they lacked to appreciate the gift of food. 

After she was done, she noticed the older vampiress and her daughter staring down at her, "Now where were we," Fleurance tilted her head in question. 

"Mother, if I may?" asked Grace, taking the permission to speak as if she were a good child.

Penny wanted to roll her eyes at the farce of it but she was in no position to do it. With Damien who wasn't back home yet, it was better to play in their own terms than inviting more unneeded problems. 

"She could have eaten with the servants but she dares to touch the food which was made for us. The food the family members of this house eats. What a joke," Grace's eyes lit up like fire, staring at Penny she continued to say, "She dares eat what was prepared for us. Do you think you are one of us?" she demanded an answer with her brows raised in question. 

Penny who lacked the etiquette to be a slave wondered if she were supposed to nod or speak not knowing if it would be considered rude. 

"No, milady," a weak voice came out of Penny's voice. Her shoulders drooped down and her head as she stood in front of them. Both the mother and the daughter were the kind whom she doubted would listen. Especially with her being a slave, it seemed to be luck which wasn't even thin but non-existent. It was a luck of air, thought Penny. 

"Look at her speak," Lady Fleurance looked down at her.

Maybe speech was not required.

Penny stood still as the woman glared at her, "You do have a point with her having to sneak around in the kitchen like a dirty little rat which is where our food is prepared. She ought to be punished," said the older vampiress. 

As if three wasn't a party, Lady Maggie arrived where Penny felt some sort fo solace in her chest right now, "Oh, good! Sister Maggie is here," exclaimed Grace looking at the other lady of the Quinn who approached them wondering what was going on. With the way Penny stood and the other two family members of hers, Lady Maggie wondered if something had happened. To give a brief on it, Grace explained, "This girl sneaked into the kitchen, lifting up foods which were prepared for us and the ones which have been precooked for tomorrow's breakfast."

Oh no, Penny. What did you do...asked Lady Maggie in the back of her head. 

Servants were not allowed to meddle with their owner's food. Even though she wouldn't have known about how things ran in the pureblooded vampires or the higher society's household, she should have asked one of the servants instead of coming straight for the food. 

Lady Maggie said, "I didn't see her for any of the meals. She must have been hungry," she and Penny both knew that Grace had been waiting like a snake to catch hold of her for some time now. Now that Damien was absent in the mansion for a longer duration where his arrival seemed uncertain, her step-sister had decided to make use of the opportunity. 

To smoothen things down, Penny herself bent her body forward with her head but she couldn't bend too much due to the wound which was turning to dried scabs yet some side of it still soft and painful, "I apologize for my actions. I didn't mean to cause any disrespect or to change my status. I am a measly slave girl who was only hungry and looking for food. Please forgive me," Lady Maggie nodded her head for Penny's timed apology.

If it were someone else, they would have nodded along to and let the matter slide with a warning but this was a pureblooded family. With a person who wanted to play with Penny hurtfully as she belonged to Damien. 

"That doesn't mean she breaks the house rules," Grace chipped back in. Walking towards the vessel, Penny stepped away to give way to Grace who took a look at the food, "She might say she wants to eat but what if all she wanted was to poison us. Don't you think it is strange that Damien who has never brought a lady to the mansion has bought a slave who keeps her in his room."