Chapter 88 One Word One Slap
"Mr. Ashford..."
"One word, one slap!" Alexander said with a cold face, "Count from the time when the butler serves the children."
"Mr. Ashford..."
"Start!" Alexander said in a cold voice.
The tall maid was silent. She didn't know why Alexander would treat her like this.
"Don't you remember what you said?" Alexander turned on the monitoring playback.
"I will tell you, and you slap yourself!"
Alexander put on the earphones and said as he watched the video.
"The first sentence: You are just a butler. Do you consider yourself the head of the family? Mr. Ashford didn't say anything, how dare you ask the person who made a mistake to come to dinner? Fortunately, she didn't dare to come, otherwise, she would be even more embarrassed when Mr. Ashford comes.
"Forty-eight words!"
The tall maid didn't dare to refute, so she stretched out her hand and slapped her face forty-eight times.
After these slaps, her face was swollen.
Alexander cleared his throat and said, "The second sentence: This is for Mr. Ashford. Do you want to give it to the woman who made a mistake? Does she deserve it?
"Twenty-one words, continue. Slap harder."
The tall slender maid slapped her face harder.
"The next two sentences will be counted together."
Alexander read in a cold voice, "What did you just say? The woman who made the mistake is Mr. Ashford's wife? I have come to the Ashford family for almost ten years, but I don't know if Mr. Ashford is married. She is from the poor countryside, but she wants to become a noble lady. Does she deserve it?
"You are born with a poor look. You don't understand any rules, but you want to control us. We are all carefully selected by Mrs. Ashford... Believe it or not, I'll let you and that country woman who made the mistake get out of here together!"
Alexander retold what the tall maid said word for word, which made the tall maid tremble in fright.
"Two hundred and fifty words!" Alexander said with a serious face.
After so many slaps, wouldn't she be disfigured?
The tall maid's face was ashen with fright. She knelt and begged. "Mr. Ashford, please let me go. I was wrong..."
"There are nine words in this sentence." Alexander looked at the phone again and said, "You just called Mr. Ashford twice, and there are four words. You asked me to help you, there are seventy words, plus the previous 250, a total of three 324 words."
"Ah..." The tall maid immediately slumped on the ground.
"325!" Alexander said with cold eyes, "From now on, punctuation marks are also counted!"
The tall maid hurriedly shut her mouth, not daring to say anything.
"If you can't accept it, you can leave at any time."
After Alexander got up, he returned to the dining room and said to all the servants, "If you want to work in the Ashford family, do more things and talk less. If you think Mrs. Ashford is good, go to her house. Don't take my salary but do things for others!"
In the living room, there was applause.
The tall maid originally wanted to run away and tell Mrs. Ashford, but she was afraid that she would fail. After all, Alexander was Mrs. Ashford's grandson.
Once she offended Alexander, she would be banned globally. As long as Alexander made it difficult for her, she would never find a job no matter where she was.
Annabel was old, and she couldn't protect her forever. Therefore, the tall maid had to slap herself.
She never thought Ivy was so important in Alexander's heart. If she had known it, she would not have said those words.
In the dining room, every servant was doing their job carefully, and no one dared to speak casually.
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