My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 801
Angel’s face was all twisted up as she watched the scene unfold.
Celeste was actually having lunch with Liam!
Hadn’t they divorced already?
Their divorce wasn’t exactly a walk in the park. Liam left her with nothing, so why on earth were they having lunch together? And
with that kind of intimate body language?
No wonder Celeste was so confident. She was a pro at navigating the sea of men even after her divorce!
Bitter and full of resentment, Angel left without even touching her food
After waiting for quite some time and seeing no sign of Angel, her bestie decided to go look for her.
But before she could even step out, a waiter stopped her to settle the bill
I’m looking for my friend. We’ll settle the bill when she gets back.” I nursŝaid.
But the waiter informed her, “Ms Campbell has already left.“‘
Laura was taken aback and her face turned sour. Angel had said she would treat her, and now she was stuck with the bill
because Angel had done a dine and dash?
Angel was so sly and two–faced!
When Angel got home, she casually tossed her bag onto the sofa without changing her shoes, leaving a trail of footprints on the
freshly mopped floor
The maid quickly fetched Angel’s slippers, saying in a low voice. “Please change your shoes, I just mopped the floor”
Angel was frustrated and without an outlet for her anger Not only did she not change her shoes, but she also deliberately
stomped around on the wet floor a few times.
“Just mop it again That’s what I pay you for You think this place is a charity?” Angel retorted.

The maid looked upset, but said nothing, quietly fetching the mop to clean the footprints
Angel watched her with a sideways glance. As soon as the maid cleaned the footprints, Angel stomped on the floor again.
Seeing the maid look up at her, Angel coldly said, “What are you looking at? Keep cleaning
The maid kept her lips tightly shut, holding the mop and walking over
But before she could get much cleaning done, Angel knocked over a jar of paint that Jacques Campbell had left out on the coffee
table.
-Brightly colored paint splattered everywhere, some even landing on the carpet.
The maid was upset and said in a shaky voice. “Miss, it’s difficult to clean the paint out of the cracks in the floor.”
Angel flashed a small smile, “If it’s hard to clean, then use a cloth and get on your knees You’re paid a lot to do this job, it’s not
too much to ask, right?”
On her knees... That was too humiliating.
The maid’s eyes were red with anger.
Seeing the maid’s distress, Angel felt a perverse sense of satisfaction.
Not everyone had the courage to quit their jobs. Ordinary people just had to suck it up, even if their jobs were unsatisfying or
they were being mistreated. They had to grit their teeth and bear it for the sake of making a living
When Shawn came home, he saw the maid on her knees, cleaning the floor with red eyes, while Angel was sitting on the sofa,
casually throwing trash on the floor and urging the maid to clean. up better.