Chapter 832 This Trick No Longer Works
The next morning, Lola looked at the flowers and plants in the courtyard. Although the environment was serene and beautiful, the entire building, including this courtyard, had only her.
Finally, a servant came over with a food box. Lola quickly stood up, "Abbie, you're here?"
"Ms. Medici, why are you waiting here? It's cold, come inside quickly."
After entering the house, Abbie placed the food box on the dining table and laid out the breakfast items one by one.
Lola looked at the extremely ordinary food in front of her, feeling quite speechless, but she had no choice but to sit down and eat.
"Abbie, the main building was so lively last night. Was there something worth celebrating?" Lola asked casually.
"Ms. Lola Medici, have you heard of Summer? An internationally renowned singer, her fans have listened to her songs for three years without knowing what she looks like. She is considered the most mysterious singer in the world and a creative genius in the Libertya music scene. This person is Ms. Abella Medici!"
Lola deliberately made a surprised expression, as if she couldn't believe it.
"Many servants asked for her autograph and photos last night. Even Mr. Medici and Mrs. Medici have become her fans. They were praising Ms. Abella Medici non-stop. Even after she went to take a bath, they were still singing her songs in the living room, laughing and having a great time."
"I thought I heard some singing and cheering last night." Lola didn't expect that while she was suffering here, they were having so much fun over there. The key point was that her parents were actually able to laugh.
Those servants were really annoying, already starting to flatter Abella.
When she was the only young daughter in this house, everyone was eager to please her.
After finishing breakfast, Lola took out the things she had made and put them into the food box one by one. "I saw that there was some unopened flour and milk in the kitchen here, so I followed an online video and made some milk buns for my parents and Abella. Please take them over for them to eat."
Abbie was amazed at how well Lola had made the bread, shaped like flowers, and was impressed by Lola's hands-on ability and heartfelt effort.
"I also made some bread and milkshakes with the flour. I don't know if they taste good or if they will like them." Lola put three more pieces of bread into the food box, closed the lid, and then took out two neatly folded A4 papers. "These are letters I wrote to my parents, and this one is for Abella. Please pass them on for me."
Her tone was particularly sincere, like someone who wanted to correct their mistakes, and Abbie was moved by her. "If Mr. Medici, Mrs. Medici, and Ms. Abella Medici see the breakfast you made and read the letters, they will surely forgive you."
"I just hope they are happy and not upset because of me. Easter is coming soon." Lola said, looking at the courtyard outside, like someone under house arrest, with a longing for freedom and a yearning for her family in her eyes.
"Ms. Lola Medici, I'll deliver them right away!" Abbie hurriedly went to the dining table, only to find that Beckett, Kimberly, and Abella had already finished breakfast.
She quickly took out the breakfast Lola had made and the letters, but Kimberly didn't take the letters. She just glanced at the bread and milkshake and then got up to leave.
Seeing Kimberly leave, Beckett quickly followed her.
Abella also got up to leave. Abbie, seeing Lola's heartfelt effort being ignored, couldn't help but chase after Beckett and Kimberly.
In this house, as long as Beckett and Kimberly were willing to forgive Lola, Abella would somewhat forgive her too.
"Mr. Medici, Mrs. Medici!" Abbie finally caught up with them and spoke as she walked, "Ms. Lola Medici has never done kitchen work before. To make such beautiful bread and milkshakes, she must have put in a lot of effort! She is seriously injured, yet she still made these delicacies and wrote letters. You should at least see what she wrote and taste what she made."
Kimberly stopped and looked at Abbie with a cold gaze, "What did she give you to make you speak for her like this?"
Abbie quickly explained, "Ms. Lola Medici didn't give me a penny. I just feel sorry for her. When I delivered breakfast this morning, she was sitting alone on a stone bench in the courtyard, with no one around her. She has been adored by everyone since she was a child. When has she ever been so neglected?"
"She feels neglected?" Kimberly said angrily, "She bullied Abella openly and secretly for half a year. Did she ever think about Abella's feelings? That's much worse than being neglected! I sent her to the next building to reflect on her mistakes, not to spend time making these things!"
In the past, if Lola had made bread and milkshakes, Kimberly would have eaten them all.
She would also have read every word of the letters Lola wrote.
But this time was different.
She felt that Lola still hadn't truly realized her mistakes and was just trying to find a way to get out of the next building.
"If you feel sorry for her and can't stand it, then get another servant to deliver her meals!" Kimberly walked away, not wanting to discuss the matter further.
"No, Mrs. Medici." Abbie saw that they had made up their minds and quickly called out, "Mr. Medici."
But Beckett ignored her too.
Watching their resolute and cold backs, Abbie could only harden her heart and run to find Abella.
Abella had just sat in the driver's seat and was about to close the door when Abbie hurriedly said, "Ms. Lola Medici wrote you a letter. Could you at least take a look? And the breakfast she made, you haven't even tasted it. She really realizes her mistake and wants to apologize to you! Easter is coming soon."
"If she truly realized her mistake, you wouldn't be standing here being used by her," Abella said coldly.
Abbie was stunned, not understanding what that meant.
"Your hand." With Abella's reminder, Abbie realized she was still holding onto the car door and quickly let go.
Abella closed the car door, stepped on the gas, and drove away. Abbie stood there, staring blankly at the car's tail, wondering what Abella meant by her words. Lola wasn't using her; she just felt sorry for Lola and wanted to help.
Her phone rang at that moment. It was a message from Lola, asking politely, not treating her like a servant but like a friend, with a very kind tone.
Abbie replied: [Ms. Lola Medici, the breakfast you made, they didn't eat a single bite, and they didn't read a single word of the letters. They didn't even open them or take them.]
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