As long as her identity was that of a servant, she would remain under her authority.
With the Young Master absent, how to deal with disobedient servants was entirely up to her.
Minimus Hart's voice held a hint of a smile as she said, "Take her away."
"Yes!" The maid seized Sophie Sullivan and began to drag her out.
Sophie looked intently at the two people restraining her. "I'll remember you. You'd better kill me in one go. Otherwise, I'll make you pay!"
Threatened so harshly, the maid snapped in anger, "Shut up!"
The maid aimed a slap at Sophie's face.
Sophie turned her head, narrowly dodging it.
The mask clattered to the ground. PLOP.
The ugly, crisscrossed scars on the half of her face hidden by the mask were suddenly exposed to everyone.
The smile at the corner of Minimus Hart's mouth deepened. "Since you don't want to wear the mask, then don't."
She bent down, picked up the ruby mask, and weighed it in her hand. Her eyes turned cold as she ordered, "Take her away."
