The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 1857

"Rex Quill?"

Frank frowned—this was his first time hearing that name.

"Why did you have to blab?!"

Eric shot an accusing look at Tim, shaking his head. "Please, Mr. Lawrence. It's just rumors and speculation among the servants. Don't take it too seriously…"

"It doesn't matter. The governor's days are numbered," Tim retorted, determined. "And how long do you think we could live like this, Eric?"

That was enough to shut Eric up, and he once again looked troubled.

"Mr. Lawrence."

Tim then saluted Frank respectfully. "You're the kindest and most polite scion I've ever met, and you aren't dismissive of us underlings at all. I won't lie to you—Eric and I were war orphans who lost our father to the war.

"The governor took in many children like us—children of his lost comrades, allowing us to reside in Quill Manor and train martial arts with his sons. But…"

"But as you can see, the Quills think of us as peasants, a bunch of homeless kids begging for alms."

Eric finished the sentence for Tim, shaking his head and sighing as he came clean too. "Sure, whenever the governor returns, we'd be treated like kings. Naturally, it's a disguise to bluff the governor."

"When he's gone…" He bit his lip and sighed. "We're reduced to doormen, suffering all kinds of torture and humiliation at the hands of the governor's children."

Eric then pointed at Tim's hip. "Hell, his hip was injured because one of them pummeled him on purpose during training.