Chapter 1

Because I was feeling unwell and couldn't attend my husband's childhood sweetheart's birthday party, my husband accused me of being overly sensitive and sent me to Mexico to train me to be as obedient as a maid.

But he doesn't know that I've been living like an animal here.

To survive, I've become the lowest of the low. During the day, I'm put on display for tourists. At night, I have to service men. Even the janitors can find pleasure with my body.

A year later, my husband brings me home, very pleased to see how obedient I've become.

He takes me to attend my father-in-law's 60th birthday celebration.

Seeing trash on the floor, I instinctively grab a broom to clean it up. When someone's clothes get stained with wine, I kneel down and wipe it with a towel using a servant's etiquette. My husband becomes furious, "I only told you to learn from maids, did you have to go this far to disgust me?"

At that moment, someone accidentally brushes against my thigh. I tremble in fear and instinctively start to undo my clothes.

My husband is devastated.

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Archer brought me back to the mansion, his face stern as he said, "Melody, have you become more obedient during your year in Thailand?"

His voice was slightly raised, causing me to bow my head in fear. "Master, I am entirely at your command."

"Good. As long as you behave from now on, I'll treat you well too."

Satisfied, my husband decided to bring me to his father-in-law's 60th birthday celebration.

When I put on the maid's uniform, Archer frowned. "Melody, are you trying to make a statement by dressing like this?"

The housekeeper brought out my old clothes for me to change into.

Soon after, we arrived at the venue for father-in-law's 60th birthday celebration.

The luxurious private room at the restaurant was filled with local dignitaries and VIPs.

I noticed a few cigarette butts on the floor and instinctively picked up a broom to sweep them away.

During the meal, I saw the table across from us accumulating gnawed bones. I hurried over to clean up, causing the guests at that table to look surprised and quickly stand up.

"Mrs. Frost, you're too kind!"

"Please, let the waitstaff handle such menial tasks."Looking at their terrified expressions, I felt confused. Wasn't this something that I, the lowly one, should be doing?

Archer smiled and nodded to the group of VIP guests, then forcefully pulled me back, lowering his voice to say, "Melody, what game are you trying to play? Are you deliberately trying to make me lose face?"

"That's right, Sister Melody. You're the wife of the richest man. Why are you cleaning up bones? You're not some lowly servant," said Scarlett, Archer's pure love, who was sitting to my right. She was dressed to the nines, with bright, large eyes, smooth skin, and an aura of youthful vitality.

A glimmer of smugness flashed in her eyes as she looked at me.

Archer became somewhat angry after hearing this. I trembled in fear, not daring to speak.

The banquet continued, with guests offering blessings to my father-in-law and the entire room standing to toast him.

"May the old master's fortune be as vast as the Eastern Sea, and his life as enduring as the Southern Mountains!"

My father-in-law beamed with joy, repeatedly expressing his thanks.

As I sat down, someone on my right reached out and yanked me hard.

I fell towards Scarlett, spilling my drink on her.Scarlett whimpered pitifully, "Big sis Melody, I can't believe after a year apart, you still hate me so much that you want me dead. This dress was custom-made in Europe, a gift from big brother Archer. Now you've ruined it."

Archer quickly pulled Scarlett to his side, shouting at me, "Melody, I thought you'd mellowed out, but I guess your hostility towards Scarlett is still as strong as ever."