Misunderstood

Lucille was just about to speak when she heard Molly's aggressive voice from the stairs. "Felicia?! Are you trying to replace Lucille?" Molly rushed downstairs like a whirlwind and went straight to Felicia. With hostility, she blurted, "Where did you come from? Who do you think you are?" Felicia was so frightened that she immediately waved her hand and explained, "No, no, don't get me wrong. That's not what I meant. It's impossible for me to replace Lucille. You misunderstood me..." "Don't try to defend yourself. I heard everything clearly!" Molly put her hands on her hips as if she was about to throw Felicia out at any moment. The servants and even Madam Dahlia were at a complete loss. "Miss Molly, that's not what Felicia said. You must have misunderstood." Hearing that, Molly frowned and said, "Is that so? But this is my home. Why is she here?" The topic changed so quickly that the servants looked at each other and did not dare to answer. Lucille knew that Molly was a very territoria