The old master was right, she really had shined shoes for people. Not only shined shoes, but she had also done many other more humiliating things. Her dignity had long ceased to exist.
"I just wanted to get you something to eat, it wasn't intentional."
"Unnecessary."
Julian refused with a stern brow, "If you think you can please me with this method, so I'll let Perry go early, then I can tell you, you're using the wrong method."
What he wanted wasn't a cook or a servant.
But this was the only thing Vanessa could do.
Sighing as she watched Julian's back, she half-squatted down to clean up the debris on the floor. The shards cut her hand, but she couldn't feel the pain.
Pressing down on the blood on her hand, she answered the ringing phone.
Vanessa softly asked, "Hello, who is this?"
