Chapter 11 Killer Bird

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Feeling Cinderella's eyes pleading for help, Lennon could only sigh.

"Miss, Madam Maria is determined not to let you go to the ball. She is deliberately making things difficult for you. It would be better to point it out now. Otherwise, Madam Maria will give you some more difficult tasks to complete. You’re exhausted, and even after you finish it with all your might, she still won’t let you go to the prom.”

"Why? Why doesn't she let me go? I don't understand! I'm already like this!"

Cinderella was very unwilling.

"I don't know the specific reason for this, miss. Even if it's for your own sake, don't have any more direct conflicts with Madam Maria. She has many ways to punish you. The master is not at home now. If she really wants to There is nothing I can do to stop her, please forgive me for not being able to help you, Miss Cinderella."

Lennon seemed to be unable to bear to see Cinderella disappointed, and left in a hurry after speaking.

Cinderella was left standing alone. She clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and her eyes were full of anger.

"If mother were still here! How dare you do this to me?! Even Uncle Lennon..."

She really hated herself, hated Maria for being aggressive, hated those two "sisters" for adding insult to injury, hated her father for turning a blind eye, hated Lennon for standing by, hated herself for being weak, hated herself for being weak, and hated why she couldn't be strong. stand up!

At this time, a crisp cooing sound suddenly sounded in Cinderella's ears. It was the white dove!

It fluttered its wings and landed on Cinderella's shoulder, chirping a few times worriedly.

The arrival of the pigeon interrupted Cinderella's musings.

"That's right, I absolutely can't give up this opportunity! Humph, so what if that vicious woman Maria stops me? It's not like I don't have helpers!"

Cinderella's eyes sparkled with hope, and a sweet smile appeared on her lips again. She whispered to the pigeons.

"Pigeon, tell me what I should do? That annoying stepmother has gone back on her word and still won't let me go to the dance."

The pigeon fluttered its wings slightly and actually spoke human language.

"Kill them."

Hearing the bird's answer, Cinderella was stunned. Kill them?

"Pigeon, what did you just say?"

Cinderella thought she had just heard wrong.

"Kill them. Since they block your way, they are your enemies. As long as you kill them, no one can stop you from going to the ball. This is what Mother Hazel means."

Cinderella was obviously moved after hearing Pigeon's words, and her eyes became bright, but soon a trace of worry appeared on her face.

"But how can I kill Maria and her two hateful daughters? As long as I have this idea, they will find out. Even if I can kill them, there is still my biological father. If I know I killed them, and my biological father will not let it go."

"Mother Hazel will protect you. She has known for a long time that this matter is not easy to solve."

Pigeon said, "And you don't need to take action in this matter. I will find some helpers."

Hearing these words, Cinderella's eyes immediately shined with a strange light.

"Can you find a helper? Who is it?" Cinderella asked, "Who is willing to kill that nasty bad woman Maria for me?"

"I will inform you, please bear with me for now."

After the pigeon finished speaking, it fluttered its wings and flew away.