“Isn’t love about making compromises?”
“I used to think so too. But I ended up with nothing.”
The last conversation she had with Claudia kept replaying in Skylar’s head on her way back as she stared out from the car window.
Back at Claudia’s residence, Winnie was helping out at the dining table. “Just leave this job to the maid,” said Claudia.
“That’s alright, Mrs. Ford. I’m used to doing this back home anyway. My parents are in poor health, so I’ll try to help them out as much as I can. I’m not sure if I can say the same about Skylar though, since she just excused herself right after dinner,” Winnie remarked casually while wiping the same area on the dining table.
Upon hearing that, Claudia got one of her maids to fetch a mop for Winnie. “In that case, please also mop the floor after you’re done with the dishes. It’s getting late, I’m going to rest now.”
Despite feeling wildly insulted, Winnie forced a broad grin on her face. “Sure, Mrs. Ford. Good night.”
Having seen through Winnie’s deception, Claudia’s attitude toward her had taken a sharp turn from being warm and cozy to aloof and dismissive.
Even though Skylar had kept quiet about it, Claudia could easily taste the difference between restaurant-bought and a home-cooked grilled salmon.
She must take me for a fool!
“Sheldon, make sure you send Ms. Moore back after she’s done mopping the floor. It’s bad for a girl’s reputation to stay overnight here.”
“But Mom, it’s quite late now,” Sheldon protested.
Claudia shot her son a look before she replied coldly, “Just do as I say.”
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