In other words, even though he was staying here by force, he could forget relying on her for food and drink.
If you didn't work, you wouldn't eat.
She'd thought that he'd be dissatisfied with her words.
Unexpectedly, he simply looked coldly at her and said, "I've already dismissed that maid of yours."
Victoria blinked.
"What?"
Charlie frowned.
"You didn't hear me?"
"No, why did you dismiss my maid?"
Charlie sneered.
"If I didn't, was I supposed to wait for her to help you escape?"
Victoria's temper flared.
"I already told you I'm not going to run. And in my condition, how far can I get?"
Charlie ignored her completely. "I have absolutely no faith in you."
"..."
She clenched her teeth and suppressed her anger.
"All right, then. What am I supposed to eat and drink with the maid gone? You don't expect me to make my own meals while pregnant, do you?"
Charlie shot her a look.
He seemed to think about it.
"If you could, why not."
"Charlie Peck!!!"
Looking at the woman all puffed up like a kitten, Charlie's mood inexplicably improved.
"Relax. I was just messing with you. You really think I'm as cold and ruthless as you, don't you?"
With that, he clapped his hands, and a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes walked in.
"This is a new maid I hired for you. Oh, and she used to be a matron. So compared to that bumbling housemaid you used to have, she ought to fit you better."
He had the new maid introduce herself.
The new maid's name was Candy. Her looks were average, her personality was enthusiastic, and she babbled on about a lot of things she was good at.
Victoria was angry, but she couldn't throw a tantrum at a time like this. Besides, Candy was innocent, and it wouldn't do to take it out on her, so she could only nod and hold a conversation.
Seeing that she didn't have any opinions on it, Charlie had Candy start making a meal, while he took up a book and sat down on the sofa reading it.
Looking at the way he was taking over the household, Victoria's temper flared, and she turned to go back to her room.
...
In the afternoon, having just finished her break, Natalia was getting ready to put her makeup on and go shoot afternoon scenes when she received a call from Victoria.
She was filming an office drama right now. The female lead was a high-ranking headhunter, maneuvering the twists and turns of business and romance.
She'd never done office dramas before, so it was a challenge for her.
Receiving Victoria's phone call, she lifted her hand and had the makeup artist wait a while. Then she got up, walked over, and picked up the phone.
"What is it, Victoria?"
"Natalia..."
On the other end of the line, Natalia stuttered.
Hearing that her tone was different from before, Natalia frowned and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
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