The two women came downstairs one after the other.

Mrs. Zora took Wendy's thermal flask and placed it on the dining table. She looked back as if to say something.

"Since Byron can't drink this, then you can do it for him and drink the chicken soup."

Wendy's cold voice sounded behind her.

Mrs. Zora was stunned for a few seconds before she reacted.

Wendy was enraged with her for speaking up just now.

Mrs. Zora suppressed the helplessness in her heart as she realized this and replied respectfully. "Thank you for your kindness, Miss Fuller."

Wendy glanced at the old lady coldly. The more she looked at her, her resentment builds.

In the morning, as soon as she received Melody’s call, she immediately asked the servants at home to prepare the chicken soup.

‘I waited so long for the soup to be ready before I could bring it over.’

‘My efforts to be diligent in front of Byron, so I can win his favor.’

‘But I didn't expect that all these efforts would be ruined by such a servant!’

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