Unaware of what was going on, Emily snorted and said contemptuously, “Artie’s fortune is far more than anything you could ever imagine, so he wouldn’t go back on his word to pay you the pittance you’re asking for. Don’t delude yourself.”
Seizing this chance, Sophia nodded earnestly and said with implication,
“That’s what I think too. I know a gentleman of nobility such as him would never go back on his promise or mistreat his staff. Right, Young Master Weiss?” Then, she flashed him a meaningful smile as she added brightly, “If it helps, you can always do it over PayPal.”
The man was at a loss for words.
Emily suddenly realized that her presence was completely overshadowed by the maid, and she grew infuriated as she snapped, “Okay, fine, he’ll pay you what he owes you, so get back to work!
I want all the clothes in these bags ironed and hung in the wardrobe, and I mean every single piece of clothing, got it? If I see so much as a wrinkle, you’re done
for!” she emphasized the last part of her command and sprinkled malice on top of it, too. “The password for the bags is 2345.”
Having said that, she linked arms with Arthur and said cheerily, “Come on, Artie, let’s leave her to her work. Let’s catch up on all the latest details of your life.”
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