However, Danya was wrong.
Valeria didn't seem like she was going to invite Danya to join her at all.
Instead, Valeria slowly chewed on the chicken, ignoring Danya.
Noticing that Valeria wasn't going to acknowledge her, Danya had to ask for herself, "Miss Brown, where did the maid go?"
"Oh, she went home!" Valeria answered nonchalantly.
"Home? Why?" Danya raised her voice in surprise.
Valeria answered mockingly, "Something at home came up for her, of course."
"But who's going to make dinner for us if she went home?"
"Did you hear yourself? Can't you cook for yourself? Or do you feel so entitled and think that you must be served," Valeria asked coldly.
"l can cook.But there are no ingredients" Danya replied gloomily.
"You're joking! How are there no ingredients in the refrigerator?" Valeria said as she finished another piece of chicken.
Danya gulped as she watched Valeria enjoyed her chicken, "I'm serious! Why would I lie?"
"Well, I'll go check later when I finish eating." As she replied, Valeria settled on the couch in the living room and continued her dinner.
After the chicken pieces, Valeria had another hamburger and drank a big cup of Cola.
Only then she slowly got up and went to the kitchen.
Valeria opened the fridge to take a look, "Oh, there are really is nothing left."
Then, she patted herself on the forehead, "Gosh, I forgot! Before the maid left, she said she's throwing away the ingredients because they ‘re going to expire.It just happened that she had to take a leave, that’ s why there's nothing here."
"What? Then what are we having for dinner?" Danya asked anxiously.
It was already dark outside, yet she hadn't had dinner.She was starving to death.
"I've already had something, so I won't be having dinner.We'll just wait for the maid to come back tomorrow"
Valeria said as she headed upstairs.
"But...But I haven't had dinner yet! What am I going to eat?" Danya asked angrily.
She felt like she was being fooled around by Valeria.
"That's none of my business, isn't it? Maybe you can call your almighty Miss for help?" Valeria sneered.
Danya's voice turned sour, "Ms.Anthony is ill, so she needs rest."
"Then why don't you call the man who slept with her? Since she respected you so much, I think the man will respect you too and do his best to help you"
"Watch your tone!"
Danya quivered with rage.
"What's with my tone? This is how I always speak.I'll be nice to those who are good to me.But to those who're not, why would I need to be nice?"
Valeria laughed coldly.
"Besides, who are you to me? What do you have to do with me?"
"You wicked woman! We're compatriots! Shouldn't you help me out in a foreign country?" Danya questioned.
"Oh, look who's saying that," Valeria glared at Danya.
"Just who do you think you are? I'm not Paisley.I won't cosset you."
Valeria sneered.
"Know your place before you come questioning me! Ha, I was going to order food for you, but now I guess I won't.There's no point wasting my time and money for such an ungrateful person like you."
Then, Valeria strode upstairs without giving Danya any chance to speak.
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