"Miss Smith, let me cut it for you!" The Servant next to her picked up the knife and fork, and said considerately.
Stella didn't even lift her eyes and took the knife and fork from the Servant's hand, "I'll do it myself."
Seeing her say this, the Servant said nothing more and silently stepped aside.
Stella glanced at the Western-style knife in her hand and suddenly threw it on the dining table with disdain.
"How can you cut beef with such a blunt knife?" she said with a face full of disdain.
"Hurry up and get a new set of utensils!" The housekeeper's face turned dark upon hearing this and quickly told the Servant.
The Servant nodded and hurriedly replaced her with a new set of knives!
Stella took the dining knife and looked at it, the blade was very sharp...
She lightly sliced the beef, cutting it into two.
She smirked with satisfaction, suddenly turning her wrist holding the knife, aiming at her neck's artery!
