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Chapter 825
Sophia saw this scene play out, and her expression contorted bitterly.
'Stella was actually having a meal with Keegan! Aren't they divorced? They had made such an ugly mess back then,
and he divorced her with nothing to her name. How could he still have lunch with her? Why would they even have
such intimate interactions?' These questions filled Sophia's head.
'No wonder Stella was so fearless. She was hooking up with Keegan while fooling around with Trevor. After she
divorced, she has been even more in her element, hanging around with men,' Sophia continued her train of
thought.
Sophia hated yet envied her so much that she left without even eating. Her best friend waited a long time and did
not see Sophia return. Hence, she went out and searched for her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtInstead, just as she was about to step out the door, she was blocked by a waiter. The waiter made her pay the bill
first.
Laura replied, 'I'm looking for my friend. When she comes back, we'll pay together."
The waiter instead directly told her, 'Ms. Jewell had already left."
Laura was stunned. Then her expression immediately became ugly, 'That damned Sophia! She said she would be
treating me, so I ordered so much. In the end, she dined and dashed. A chicken will always be a chicken. Even if
they have the feathers, they will never become a phoenix!'
Once Sophia returned home, she threw her bag onto the sofa. She did not even change her shoes and left a trail of
shoe marks on the floor that the housekeeper had just mopped. The housekeeper quickly brought Sophia's slippers
over and said softly, "Ms. Jewell, you should change your shoes. I just mopped the floor."
Sophia's chest filled with rage, and she was worried she had nowhere to vent it. She did not change her shoes.
Instead, she even stepped on the floor a few more times purposely.
"If you just mopped it, you can mop it again. We pay you to do these chores. Do you think our family does charity,
and you can earn money so easily?"
The housekeeper’s expression was ugly. She lowered her gaze and did not speak before quietly taking the mop to
clean the shoe marks on the floor. Sophia gave her a side eye and saw the housekeeper had just mopped the floor
clean. She immediately gave it a few stomps again.
She saw that the housekeeper had looked over and said coldly, *What are you looking at? Continue cleaning.'
The housekeeper pursed her lips and took her mop to leave. Before she could mop more, Sophia shoved all the
paint on the coffee table. It was left by Hugo when he was drawing, and he had forgotten to keep them. The
colorful paint splashed onto the floor, and some of them splattered onto the carpet.
The housekeeper was crossed and said in a tight voice, "Miss, the paint colors stuck in the crevices of the floor are
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmnot easy to mop.'
The corner of Sophia's lips twitched into a smile, "If you can't mop it, use a cloth, kneel on the floor, and wipe it. It's
not too much to do when you get paid such a high salary, right?"
Kneel on the floor and wipe it... It was too humiliating for her.
The housekeeper's eyes are red from all the anger. The more aggrieved the housekeeper seemed, the happier
Sophia was. Not everyone had the guts to quit their job. Ordinary folk would be just like that, even if the job were
not going their way. Even if they keep getting wronged by others, they are forced to persist with their job positions
to survive.
Once Albert reached home, he saw the housekeeper with red eyes, half kneeling while wiping the floor. Sophia sat
on the sofa and did not stop throwing sunflower seed shells on the ground. She even urged the housekeeper to
clean more tidily.
Albert furrowed his brows and asked, "What are you doing?"