Chapter 1214
“As for Chloe killing her, that''s just baloney. I know Chloe can hold her own. If she really wanted her
dead, she wouldn''t have stopped Damon from shooting Wendy.
“And if we''re talking near-death experiences, we gotta talk about Wendy. I saw it with my own eyes.
She whipped Chloe, knocked a little girl off a horse, nearly got the kid trampled. What the hell was
she thinking?"
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Grace was taken aback, a flicker of surprise finally breaking through her icy demeanor. But what
surprised her wasn''t Wendy knocking the girl off the horse or the near trampling,
it was — "You''re saying... Damon nearly shot Wendy?" Presley snorted disdainfully through his
nose. He couldn''t care less about Grace''s focus of attention.
Thinking about Wendy crying her heart out upstairs, Grace''s heart suddenly turned cold. She nearly
got killed by the man she fancied. Just the thought of it was gut-wrenching.
Grace mped her lips shut, with a gloomy look on her face. Presley didn''t speak either, the living
room fell into an awkward silence.
Addie, who had been watching the whole time, was getting antsy. Was Presley siding with Chloe
again?
"You seem pretty fond of Chloe." After a while, Grace suddenly said.
Presley''s expression was calm, "I''m justying out the facts.
I was there, I know who''s in the wrong. I''m not exactly thrilled with Chloe, but she''s the woman
Damon is into. If it wasn''t for Wendy stepping out of line, Damon wouldn''t have thought about killing
her"
The living room fell silent again.
Not long after, the sound of a car engine could be heard outside. Royce walked in with Elizabeth
and others. They sensed the tense atmosphere in the living room, and Elizabeth huffed softly.
Presley naturally wouldn''t bother greeting them. Grace was in a gloomy mood, but she still stood
up, smiling at Elizabeth. "Finally back, I see."
Elizabeth smiled, pushed past Royce, and sat down on the living room couch. "Did you see
Wendy?" Grace''s smile stiffened for a moment. "I did:
Elizabeth smiled, "You called me back for something?" Grace looked at Elizabeth''sposed and
guilt-free face,
and herst bit of smile faded. "What do you think I, as Wendy''s mother, should say?" The facts
were clear. Wendy was the one who got beaten up the worst. She specifically emphasized the fact
that she was the "mother". Grace threw the question back at Elizabeth, clearly wanting to see how
she would exin this.
Elizabeth sat on the couch, legs elegantly crossed to one side, looking dignified. Hearing Grace''s
words, she put on a gentle and polite smile.
What to do next?
"Of course, she should apologize."
Grace''s expression instantly turned cold. Elizabeth looked at her expression and smiled softly. She
had seen a lot since being with Royce. How could she not see through Grace''s tricks?
Grace wanted her to punish Chloe. What a beautiful fantasy.
Standing at the door, Chloe''s emotionless face broke into a slight smile hearing Elizabeth''s words.
Elizabeth was always so smart.
Grace didn''t expect Elizabeth to say that, and she was momentarily taken aback. She thought that
to maintain the rtionship between the two families and to consider both sides’ dignity, even if she
didn''t say how to punish Chloe,
she should at least apologize.
And yet, Elizabeth was saying she should persuade Wendy to apologize?
"Who should Wendy apologize to?" She thought she might have misunderstood something.
"Obviously, to Chloe.’ Both her tone and attitude suggested this was a given.
The living room fell into a brief silence.
"Ms. Wendy came over the other day. You probably didn''t look closely, but she was... beaten by Ms.
Chloe... so badly there wasn''t a spot left untouched. You''ve watched Ms.
Wendy grow up, she''s a pampered little rich girl, when did she ever have to suffer such humiliation?
Isn''t it a bit too much to ask Ms. Wendy to apologize?"
Speaking was Addie, who had been standing by all along.
These words, although mentioning that Elizabeth had watched Wendy grow up, were more of a
stress on Wendy''s high status as the daughter of the Alonso family. All these words were reminding
Elizabeth to be clear about her position, to know who was more important and closer.
Clearly, Wendy was the one Elizabeth should be siding with.
“Addie.’ Elizabeth''s gaze fixed on the low table in front of her,
not even turning her head, "How did you get through half your life as a servant?" Addie''s face
darkened. "What?" Elizabeth raised an eyebrow, turning her head towards Addie. "Who taught you
that a servant can interrupt when the master is speaking? Have you lost sight of your ce,
or have you never respected me?" Addie''s breath noticeably deepened.
"What are you talking about!" Presley suddenly frowned and snapped, "What servant?!" Elizabeth
chuckled, "She''s the one who calls herself a servant in front of me, and really, that''s all she is.
Traditionally, hired help don''t get a say in the master''s affairs. If she''s doing a shoddy job while
pocketing the Harper family’s hard-earned cash and trying to influence our decisions, as thedy of
the house, shouldn''t I give her a piece of my mind?" Addie mped her lips shut, casting a nce
at Presley, her eyes rimmed with red. "I only spoke out of goodwill, but you''re right, I was
overstepping... about my work, I don''t think I''ve been cking off..." "Oh really? So you''re saying
you don''t respect me at all?"
Addie was taken aback, "There is no such a thing. You''re thedy of the Harper family, how dare I
disrespect you?"
"Then why, since the moment I sat here, haven''t I had even a sip of water?"
Addie''s face paled as she nced at the empty low table in front of Elizabeth. "...I forgot.