Chapter 70
Moira flashed Penelope a smug smile as she helped Xavier into his seat and served him a bowl of rice.
Penelope, holding in her frustration, prepared to sit down and eat with them. She then realized that there was just one set of cutlery on the table.
"Ms. Dawson, did you want to join us?" Moira asked, feigning surprise. "You didn't say anything, so I only made enough for Mr. Xavier. I figured you'd already filled up on the fried chicken."
Her tone was innocent, but the mockery was unmistakable.
Penelope took a deep breath and stared coldly at Moira without replying.
How dare a cook hired by Julia dare to walk all over her now?
Without Julia pulling strings behind the scenes, would Moira have the guts to mock someone so close to Sebastian?
Penelope silently added this to the long list of grudges she held against Julia. When she finally secured her place in the Holt residence, she swore she would ensure Moira never found another job in the entire housekeeping industry.
She glance

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