So she’s also a snitcher, Hestia thought.
Originally, she thought that Drusilla and Enoch would leave after they had their dinner. She didn't bother having Drusilla's room cleaned up. But now, to her surprise, Enoch wanted a tour there.
With no other choice, Hestia trailed behind Drusilla and Enoch, taking the elevator upstairs.
Leading the way, Hestia entered first and saw Willa still tidying up.
Even though Willa had come up early to clean, there was just not enough time to make much of a difference.
The room was barely touched, containing only a few of Drusilla’s leftover items, far from complete.
Enoch appeared at the doorway, glanced inside, then at Drusilla, “This is your room?”
Hearing his words, Drusilla responded, “…No, it’s not.”
“Then where is it?”
“I don’t have a room here.” Drusilla looked at Enoch, “I don’t usually stay here.”
“And you’re the only daughter of the Lawson family, and this is how you’re treated?”
His question struck a chord with Drusilla.
She said, “Haven’t you heard the saying? A stepmom will make your dad a stepfather.”
Standing aside, Hestia stiffened at Drusilla’s words, “Sweetie, why would you say that? Now, Mr. Taylor might think we don’t get along!”
Hearing Hestia, Drusilla forced a smile, “Hestia, you don’t really think I’d cover for you in front of my husband, do you? Didn’t you say you’d have someone clean up my room this morning? Is this the result?”
Willa, standing by, upon hearing Drusilla’s remark, said, “I’ll go grab the blankets.”
Hestia quickly defended, “Oh, that’s not true! How could we ever make her suffer? Her father is still here!”
Drusilla, addressing Hestia, “Since you said that, then let’s fire Willa! I can’t stand staff who don’t respect their boss in my own home, and I’ve never seen a staff so brazen.”
She was one to hold grudges. She remembered clearly how Willa had treated her before.
Willa, standing aside, hearing Drusilla’s demand to be fired, desperately looked at Hestia for help.
Hestia, biting her lip, realized Drusilla was here to settle scores. She sighed, “Willa’s family is not well-off. Firing her would ruin them! Jeez, it’s just a room, right? I’ll clean it up for you right away. Can we let bygones be bygones today?”
Drusilla replied sarcastically, “You’re the head of this house. If you say it’s over, then it’s over!”
Drusilla looked at Enoch, “Honey, let’s head back!”

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