Chapter 987


    Chapter 987


    Just then, the bodyguards and the housekeeper rushed into the room


    “What‘s the matter, Mrs. Ford?”


    “What happened here?!”


    The housekeeper had worked at the Ford Mansion for many years, and the second he saw Wendy


    copse on the sofa, he hurriedly rushed over. “Madam! Did you have another heart attack?”


    This revtion surprised Ste. She asked Wendy, “So you have... heart disease?”


    Wendy nodded. By now, she had calmed down significantly.


    “I‘ve had it for many years now,” she exined.


    She then turned to the housekeeper. “Don‘t worry, I‘m fine. Ste has given me my medicine.”


    “Thank goodness...” The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief. His gaze turned towards the stranger in


    the room, then frowned and asked sternly, “What’s going on here?”


    That plump man had been stunned because of Wendy‘s sudden heart attack, but he came back to his


    senses upon hearing the housekeeper‘s sharp voice.


    “I‘m sorry, boss. I slipped and fell just now...”


    The housekeeper looked around to evaluate the situation. He then looked out the window and nced


    at the overalls the plump man was wearing. He now had a rough idea of what had just happened.


    “Didn‘t yourpany train you before you came here?” he barked. “And to think that you‘ve caused


    such trouble on such an important asion... Can you even afford the consequences if something


    happens to Mrs. Ford and Madam Ford?!”


    The housekeeper‘s attitude was vastly different from the way the two women had reacted. Being put in


    charge of the entire operation within the Ford Manor, it was also his subordinate who was responsible


    for hiring the maintenance workers there. Thus, if any problem urred due to the fault of the workers,


    the person who ultimately had to answer would be him.


    It was unsurprising then that he was especially stern with the plump man.


    “Who‘s your supervisor?” the housekeeper demanded.“ At the rate they‘re going, I wonder if they‘re


    even qualified for their job! You were paid a lot so you could repair, not break in through the window


    and give people a scare!”


    The plump man‘s face reddened instantly. H? was already injured, to begin with, and bloodstains still


    covered his


    face. Now, the housekeeper‘s severe admonition distressed him so much that he couldn‘t even raise


    his head.


    “Excuse me...”


    Ste tried to interrupt the housekeeper as she could not watch it going on any longer.


    “Leave it,” Wendy whispered, grabbing her arm to stop her. “Let the housekeeper do his job. He‘s much


    more experienced than you. He knows exactly how to handle it.”


    Just after she spoke, heavy footsteps were heard approaching from the door.


    “Wendy!” Chris had hurried here as soon as he heard what had happened. “Are you okay?”


    He rushed to Wendy‘s side, looking deeply distraught. Grasping her shoulders, he looked at her


    anxiously.


    “Are you still in any sort of difort?” he asked. “ Should we go to the hospital?”


    “No,” Wendy shook her head and told him, “I‘m fine. Just get all these people away for now. Don‘t let


    this disrupt Father‘s party...”


    Though it was not that big of a deal, if the news of her heart attack blew out of proportion, she might


    just be used of trying to hog all the attention:


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    Chris understood her line of reasoning very well, and seeing that she was much better, he nodded and


    reassured her, “Don‘t worry. I‘m the only one who knows about this.”


    Wendy stared fixedly at him, unsure if his undisguised concern for her was all genuine. Suddenly, all


    her resentment for him was mixed with a new litany of other emotions.


    This mixed bag of feelings perplexed her.


    Chris paid no attention to Wendy‘s changing emotions because he noticed that Ste was still beside


    them.


    “Are you hurt?” he asked out of politeness.


    Ste shook her head.


    She nced at the plump man. She wondered if it was just her mind ying tricks on her, but for some


    reason, she had a feeling that that man had been staring at her from the moment he broke into the


    room.


    Yet every time she looked at him, the man would instantly look away.


    The gut feeling made her hair stand on end. She could only hope that she had been overthinking.


    For the time being, the room was unsuitable for anyone to stay in, let alone Weston and Ste. The


    housekeeper sent the people away while Chris took Wendy back to


    their room.


    Weston only heard of what had transpired after it was all over. He returned to the room only to find


    Ste cleaning and rearranging her pots.


    He strode in, grabbed her wrists, and made her put the things in her hands down.


    “Let other people do it,” he told her. “I wanted you to stay in the room to rest, not busy yourself with


    these chores.”