The Scarred Queen's Rise (Athena) novel Chapter 275

Chapter 275

Fiona’s face flushed with alternating shades of red and white, while Sirena beside her glared, her eyes blazing with fury. “How dare you speak like that?” she spat, “Mrs. Monson came here with sincere pleas. If you refuse to see her, so be it, but how dare you insult us on top of that?”

Marquita tugged at her sleeve, putting on a deliberately simple–minded smile. “I’m just an uneducated old woman, hardly know a word. If I’ve said anything wrong, please, your ladyship, show some mercy and let this old fool off the hook.”

Sirena said, “Marquita, don’t think you can throw your weight around just because you serve Margaret! My lady may be kind, but I won’t let you off that easy.”

Sirena was absolutely furious. After all, Fiona was still a member of the Monson family.

Naturally, Sirena couldn’t stand by and watch. She was determined to stand up for her.

No sooner had Sirena finished speaking than Marquita dropped to her knees with a dramatic thud.

Marquita immediately began wailing at the top of her lungs, dramatically prostrating herself. “Mrs. Monson, spare my life!” she cried, “I am sorry that I have offended you. Please have mercy and forgive me!”

All the while speaking, Marquita dropped to her knees, pounding her forehead against the ground in an exaggerated display.

Fiona had never encountered such a spectacle before, startled and panicked, she stumbled backward again and again.

Fiona, startled, stammered, “What… what are you doing?”

As Fiona stumbled backward in panic, Marquita relentlessly shuffled forward on her knees, wailing with theatrical sobs, tears and snot streaming down her face in a pitiful display.

Common folks lived around this place.

With Marquita wailing at the top of her lungs, a crowd of curious onlookers soon gathered around to watch the commotion.

The crowd muttered among themselves, pointing at Fiona. “Think she’s so high and mighty just because she’s Mrs. Monson? Using her status to bully people like this?

“Look at that poor old woman! How heartless can someone be?”

A curious bystander squeezed through the crowd, craning his neck for a better look. “What’s all the commotion? What happened?”

Someone nearby cut in, “Isn’t it obvious? They’re just throwing their weight around!”

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Fiona panicked, stumbling backward. Sirena swiftly stepped in front of her, shielding her mistress and urging in a low, urgent voice, “Mrs. Monson, let’s go. These people are nothing but troublemakers!”

As the crowd grew larger and more hostile, Fiona had no choice but to clutch Cedric tightly and scramble into the carriage.

The coachman cracked his whip, and the carriage bolted away in a cloud of dust.

Once the carriage had disappeared into the distance, Marquita calmly got up from the ground, dusted herself off, and let out a relieved sigh.

Marquita dusted off her clothes with her waistcloth, then beamed at the crowd. “Thank you, kind neighbors, for standing up for me. If not for you, I would have been done for today.”

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Chapter 275

The crowd chimed in enthusiastically, “We’re just common folks, gotta stick together! Nothing grinds our gears more than those high–and–mighty rich folks putting on airs.”

A person said, “Don’t you worry, Marquita. If she comes back to cause trouble for you again, we’ll all have your back.”

“Thank you all so much!” Marquita thanked the crowd.

The crowd waved back with a smile and soon dispersed.

Trina stared at Marquita in awe. “Marquita, that was absolutely brilliant!” she exclaimed.

“Let’s go home,” Marquita sighed, “I’d never have stooped to this if it weren’t for Miss Monson.”

When it came to the scoundrels from the Monson family, she knew she just had to fight fire with fire.

Marquita led Trina back into the courtyard, where Athena had been listening to the entire exchange.

Athena felt a smile tug at her lips when she saw Marquita return. “Marquita, I had no idea you were such a good actress!”

Marquita flushed with embarrassment. Though she was a bit rough around the edges, years spent serving Margaret had inevitably allowed some of her refinement to rub off on her.

She picked up the whole hooligan act from others.

Flustered by Athena’s teasing, Marquita chuckled awkwardly. “Anyway, at least we got rid of her. If she’d really stayed here, Miss, people would have started talking about you again.”