VANESSA
As I walked away from the crowd of servants, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. I was grateful to Emilia for her kind words and support. I knew that I could always count on her to be there for me, no matter what.
I made my way back to my table, where Sandra and Michael were waiting for me. They looked up at me with concern in their eyes, and I knew that they had noticed the tension between me and the other servants.
"Hey, are you okay?" Sandra asked, her voice soft.
I nodded, taking a deep breath. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little frustrated with all the gossip and jealousy."
Michael nodded understandingly. "I know how you feel. It's hard to deal with people who are jealous of your success."
I smiled weakly. "I guess you're right. I just wish people would focus on their own
