Chapter 482


    Why didn’t she be the golden daughter-inw of the Lindberg family, instead of hanging around


    with a butler’s son?


    Charlie regretted his crappy decision of choosing Penelope. She remembered Patty’s high and mighty


    attitude at Epic Entertainment and sighed. From day one at Epic Entertainment, it was nothing but a


    tug-of-war with Patty. She never thought she would end up losing. How could she take this lying


    down?


    She was about to delete the video on his phone, then her finger paused. Delete it? Nah, better keep it.


    This video mighte in handy someday. Charlie quickly made a backup and kept it in her phone.


    The nagan family.


    Christopher nagan’s car pulled up. He strode into the living room and looked around, “Where’s


    Allison?”


    Wasn’t Allison supposed to be here?


    In the living room, Leah sat on the sofa, sipping her coffee, and disdainfully told the maid, ‘Throw away


    the cup that little bitch used. It makes me sick.”


    Christopher nced at Leah, his brow furrowed. Seemed like Allison hade and gone.


    Leah looked at Christopher, then she suddenly realized that he came home during work because of


    Allison. She became more shrill, “You guys better clean up fast and disinfect this ce. Grace is sick,


    and her daughter carries the same germs. Don’t let them infect our house. Disinfect everything.”


    Linda and Hattie were cleaning up, while Christopher looked at Leah and simply sighed. Ever since


    Penelope got out of the hospital, he had made an agreement with Leah, to put up with anything for their


    daughter. He actually didn’t want to stay in this house anymore. Leah was bing more and more


    unreasonable.


    Christopher went upstairs to his study, not uttering a single word to Leah since he came back.


    Seeing Christopher go upstairs, Leah stomped her foot in frustration. She vented her anger on the


    maids, “You useless/bunch! How could you be so slow! What do you do with the sries I pay you?”


    She yelled at Margo, “If these two can’t get their act together, call the housekeepingpany and get


    twopetent ones.”


    Leah was pissed, and Margo, fearing for herself, quickly nodded in agreement.


    After cooling down a bit on the couch, Leah asked, “Where’s Penelope?”


    Margo didn’t know either. She looked around, then passed the buck to Hattie, “Hattie, you helped Ms.


    Penelope downstairs, right? Did you see where Ms. Penelope went?”


    Hattie’s voice trembled as she feared Leah’s wrath, “I did help Ms. Penelope downstairs. Ms. Penelope


    said she was going to the greenhouse.”


    But nobody was in the greenhouse. The mansion wasn’t that big, and they had looked everywhere.


    Leah stood up, “Search again. Ms. Penelope has mobility issues, you need to take good care of her.”


    Margo quickly nodded in agreement.


    Leah grabbed her purse, ready to go y poker. She didn’t want to be at home, fighting with


    Christopher. Even though she could be temperamental, she knew that the people in charge of the


    household was Christopher. If she really pissed him off, she would be the one to suffer.


    However, something suddenly came to her. Leah coldly swept her gaze around, “Who told Mr.


    nagan? Tell me.”


    None of the servants dared to step forward.


    Margo seized this opportunity and said, “So someone did tattletale to Mr. nagan. wondered why Mr.


    nagan suddenly came back? You guys are not satisfied with your high wages?”


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    Leah left Margo to deal with this issue while she left to y cards. Margo sat on the sofa, acting like


    she owned the ce.