Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 14
On the way back to the Commander's house, she sat in the same car with Alice.

"To be honest, the way you swung the whip just now was too reluctant." Alice said dissatisfied: "Facing people who don't obey the rules should be severely punished, and they will have a long memory next time."

Claire lowered her eyes and was silent. She didn't have any desire to communicate with this abnormal pregnant woman. She even wanted to slap her in the face if she could.

After arriving at the door of the house, she also ignored Alice's warm farewell, got out of the car, slammed the car door and walked on the lawn.

It was afternoon now, the sky was overcast, and some dark clouds were gathering over the house.

Claire pushed open the white wooden door and entered the house. She took off the hood she was wearing, her complexion was still faintly pale, and she looked not in a good condition.

Martina came forward to greet her, and noticed the blood on Claire's skirt with sharp eyes. She immediately asked, "Are you injured? You were punished on the first day of class?"

"No, the blood is not mine." Claire shook her head and walked around the grand piano by the door. She was about to sit down and rest in the living room when she saw Cassius sitting on the sofa.

Didn't expect him to come back so early.

"I'm going to say hello to the commander." Claire looked at Martina and said.

There is a pair of porcelain white tea set on the table in the living room, with a faint tea fragrance wafting, the young man operates on the raised blue holographic screen on the table, his eyes are focused, his thin lips are tightly pursed, and there is a layer of blue light. I could feel the coldness emanating from that flawless face.

What is he looking at?
As soon as Claire stepped into the sunken living room, those sharp eyes shot over.

She grasped the hem of the skirt with her hands hidden in the cloak, and said calmly, "Commander Cassius, I want to talk to you."

Cassius noticed the blood on the corner of her skirt, "What did you do today in the Enlightenment?"

Claire pursed her lips and glanced at the sofa beside him, "Can I sit down and talk? My legs are still a little soft."

Cassius turned off the densely packed holographic screen with a wave of his hand, and said calmly, "Sit."

Claire walked over and sat down beside him at a distance of about half a meter, her body sank into the soft leather sofa, her eyes lowered, "According to Ms. Eva's instruction, my first lesson today is to whip a girl who just gave birth The females said that it was to allow me to better integrate into them."

Cassius remained expressionless, "You've adapted well."

"No, it's not good at all." Claire smiled wryly, she looked up at the side face with a superior jaw line, and said in a low voice, "If I don't hit Wanda, Ms. Eva will let the guards beat her up." paralysis."

"You have abided by the treaty and the law, and there is no fault." His voice was hard and impersonal.

"Do you think Ms. Eva is right? Whipping a pregnant female." Claire asked in a low voice.

Cassius turned sideways, and said in a very light tone, "This is Selaville, and you are here to abide by its rules."

The man in front of him really looked like a cold-blooded beast in human skin.

For a human to be able to mix in the orc territory to such an extent, apart from a beast heart, Claire guessed blindly that he must also have special abilities or a special past that surpassed ordinary people.

"you're right."

"There is one more thing, Commander Cassius." Claire moved her legs and moved a little closer to him, "You rescued me to stop Mrs. Rowling from urging you to have a baby, right? I just appeared, You picked me up right away."

Cassius picked up the black teacup on the table and took a sip of tea, raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "The weak have no value to me, why do you think you are here?"

Claire's expression relaxed, and she held up a smile on her face, "That's good, I don't want to have children for the time being, I think we can reach a good consensus."

Seeing her relieved smile, Cassius turned the teacup and suddenly placed it on the table, making a crisp sound.

"Claire, you are just an accessory that can be replaced at any time, consensus? I don't need to reach this kind of thing with you, I am your master." His indifferent voice was mixed with anger, and his eyes were sharp.

It seemed to piss him off.

After Claire realized that she had misunderstood him, she immediately made amends, "Commander Cassius, it's definitely not that I don't want to sleep with you, on the contrary, I think that if I have to choose a man, it's you, it's just that I My physical condition is too bad, the doctor said I don’t have the conditions to conceive, and”

Her voice paused, "I'm afraid of death, like what happened today, it scares me."

Cassius squinted at her and saw her hands clenched together, eyes panicked, a series of chain reactions like a frightened weak elk, without any attack power.

"Don't be mad," Claire whispered.

Only then did Cassius' mood turn cloudy, and his facial expression softened slightly, "Be obedient."

This attitude is very similar to the way you treat domestic pets.

Claire stood up after sitting for a while, she couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere, "I'm going to change a dress now, and then I'll make you dinner."

Martina asked Claire in a low voice before the stairs, "What did you tell the commander?"

"It's nothing. I just saw the tea on the table in the living room. Do we have any tea left?" Claire answered her with a relaxed expression, as if nothing happened just now.

"Yes, they're all in the cupboard under the kitchen counter."

"Thank you, I know what to feed the commander tonight." Claire was about to go upstairs when Martina grabbed her arm, and she whispered, "Don't do anything messy, such as the egg in the morning."

"Isn't it delicious?" Claire blinked.

Martina looked troubled, "I can't say that, but I don't think Commander Cassius will eat such weird things."

Claire patted her on the shoulder, "I already fed him one this morning."

Martina: "."

Taking off the cloak and throwing it into the laundry basket, Claire took off her skirt, changed into an identical clean one, and went straight downstairs to the kitchen.

She just saw those tea leaves on the table in the living room, visually they looked like black tea, and now she found exactly the same one in the pile of tea leaves in the locker.

Claire took out the mahogany tea pot, and took out the milk from the refrigerator, preparing to make a simple version of milk tea.

Just like what Cassius said, she is at most a useless weakling in his eyes now, and she has to do something to highlight her worth.

Martina, who always felt something was wrong, walked into the kitchen and saw the open mahogany jar on the kitchen counter.

In the cauldron in front of Claire was tumbling tea leaves and reddish-brown juice, and she herself happily bent down to smell the strong aroma of tea leaves.

"Claire! What are you doing!" Martina called out in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)