"Man, that was annoying. Seeing two annoying people together, it's just unbearable!"
Marina clamped her mouth shut, "Alright, get back to your work. Be careful not to screw up. If they get a hold of anything, you're in deep shit."
The servants immediately shut their mouths, knowing full well that loose lips sink ships.
Should she try to win over the servants in the house? Definitely! Wendy took this matter seriously.
As soon as lunch was over, Wendy stood up and said to Marina, who was cleaning up with the servants, "Marina, let me help you clean up."
Marina smiled gently, "No need, you're a guest, and we can't have you doing this. They're just pissed off for now; they'll come around. You should focus on healing."
Marina didn't have to say much, but Wendy got the message. She was just a guest. Alyssa, Damon, and Chloe, all left because she insisted on staying here! They would return eventually, so you better heal up quickly and leave!
A shadow passed through Wendy's eyes, but she kept up a smile. "It's no big deal, I don't have anything else to do anyway."
Marina didn't say anything, piling the dishes on a nearby servant and continuing to clean up the table.
At this point, Addie pulled Wendy aside. "Ms. Wendy, you don't have to do this. It's not like a host should do the servant's work. Come on, let's go to the living room."
After Wendy and Addie left, the servants around Marina scoffed, "What a hypocrite! A young lady like her, when has she ever done such work? She's just trying to piss us off with Addie!"
Marina straightened up, watching the two leave, a small smile on her face, her gaze calm.
"Maybe she really wanted to help clean up today."
"What?" The servants were puzzled, "How is that possible? Does she seem like the kind of person who would do this?"
Marina's gaze flickered, "When Chloe usually helps out, do you hear her say anything?"
The servants shook their heads, "No, she doesn't say anything... Ah! I get it!"
Usually, after meals at home, if Chloe didn't have anything else to do, she'd help them clean up. She wouldn't say a word, and by the time they realized what was happening, it was too late to stop her. She'd already stacked the greasy dishes and took them to the kitchen.
Wendy was different, she'd say a lot before she did anything. So she was just talking without actually doing anything.
"She's trying to win people over." Marina said nonchalantly, picked up a cloth, and headed for the kitchen.
No need to say more than necessary.
When Addie and Wendy arrived in the living room, Presley was watching TV. Seeing him, Wendy suddenly felt the urge to run away. She couldn't find much to talk about with Presley.
She moved in to get closer to Damon. What could she possibly chat about with an older man?
Her face was even more downcast, her eyes drooping, making her look weak.
"Grandpa, don't you need to take a nap?"
Presley glanced at her and said, "Hmm, in a bit. You look a bit pale, you should rest."
Wendy shook her head, "I'll keep you company for a bit."
Seeing her reluctant face, Addie couldn't help but feel sorry for her. "Ms. Wendy, you're seriously injured, don't push yourself. Otherwise, Presley will worry. Go rest first, when you're well, you can keep Presley company for as long as you want."
Presley nodded. "Addie's right, you should focus on getting better."
Wendy nodded. "Alright, I'll go rest then."
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