As Daphne's assistant, you definitely got the short end of the stick. Not only did she not care about you, you were paid much less than you endured. She cared not a bit about what you ate or how you slept, she literally did not have time for you except when she needed a helping hand or a verbal punching bag. Heat, cold, rain, hunger, thirst, sleeplessness, humiliation, pain, you stood it all. At this point you had stopped reacting or defending yourself, becoming desensitized completely. Harassing you was not fun without your reaction, and she realized this one day,

"I told you to bring filtered, lukewarm water, not water from the fridge. Do you realize how worthless you are?" Daphne snapped.

"Yes." You replied, your tone lifeless.

That brought Daphne to a halt, her eyes widening. "Excuse me, what?!"