Tiana Thorne listened to her question, and although she must have seen her before, she denied her suspicion.
She wasn’t Jesse Rivers’ girlfriend.
Tiana Thorne looked her up and down with confusion, still bewildered: "Do I know you?"
The woman’s face looked as if it had been slapped hard, instantly turning a deep shade of red.
The situation was a bit awkward.
Jesse Rivers coughed lightly before introducing her: "Ms. Thorne, this is Joyce Hughes."
Tiana Thorne repeated, "Joyce Hughes..."
After thinking for a mont, she lightly curled her lips: "Don’t know her."
Oh dear.
It seems her mory is getting worse.
Joyce’s expression changed: "..."
Jesse Rivers felt a bit embarrassed and reminded her: "Ms. Thorne, let’s get in the car first."
Tiana Thorne gave a faint smile: "Alright."
She didn’t spare Joyce a glance as she stepped past her with a noble stride.
Joyce stood there, lost.
After a while, she finally moved towards the car.
Her eyes were red, and she clenched her fists tightly.
How could this happen?
Did Tiana Thorne pretend not to know, or did she never care at all?
She had dressed up ticulously today just to overshadow Tiana Thorne, to make her back down.
Yet, she had completely forgotten her, not caring in the slightest.
It was like punching cotton, no impact whatsoever.
How could she have forgotten ?
Tiana Thorne must be doing it on purpose!
After getting in the car, Tiana sat in the backseat, legs crossed, looking relaxed and slightly squinting: "So where’s your Mr. Shaw?"
"At the company."
Tiana raised her brows: "Coming back tonight?"
Jesse: "Not sure."
"Then..."
"Ms. Thorne, even if Mr. Shaw is not here, if there’s anything you need, you can tell . When he’s busy, I handle everything at ho." Joyce interrupted gently, smiling with grace and poise.
Tiana Thorne was planning to ignore this woman who hadn’t made the best first impression.
However, hearing her speak as if she were the main wife chiding a mistress, with that air of superiority, Tiana suddenly rembered who she was.
Heh.
Should I entertain her more?
Joyce enthusiastically said again: "Mr. Shaw invited you, you’re our guest, please don’t be polite with ."
Tiana didn’t really listen, blinking in realization: "You bought tampons once. Look at , I actually forgot about you."
Joyce, who initially held the deanor of a lady of the house, was imdiately demoted to the lowest servant status with that reminder, her face looking extrely unhappy.
Jesse was a bit embarrassed; it seed Joyce had angered Ms. Thorne, and she was about to be put in her place.
Tiana raised a brow as if asking her: How does it feel to fall from heaven to hell?
Ah, she really enjoyed handling these won who thought they were clever.
Joyce was so angry she wanted to tear that smile off her face.
Tiana curved her lips, eyes smiling: "Ms. Hughes and I are old acquaintances, no need for formalities."
Lazily curling her lips, she looked at her with an indifferent interest: "I calculated the ti, aunt flow is coming again soon. Ms. Hughes, rember to buy so tampons, oh, and they should be cotton."
With this one command, Joyce’s previous disgrace was laid out for all to see.
To this day, Joyce still rembers the chilling coldness when Mr. Shaw sent her to buy tampons.
It had beco a scar in her heart that she could never forget.
This bitch dared to bring it up again.
Tiana noticed that despite her feigned smile, she was clearly very embarrassed.
She slightly curved her lips: "I didn’t prepare anything, just moved in directly. Ms. Hughes might have to take more trouble, especially with the toiletries, I like the rose-scented body wash, and the towels need to be top quality. I need four sets of pajamas for changing, oh, and I have a slight OCD, I need a new toothbrush every day, soft ones that won’t hurt the gums. Ms. Hughes, please buy sixty of them for , as I will need to stay for at least two months."
Tiana paused, as if she was tired from talking, twisted off the cap of a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, and after a few seconds, said: "Hmm... nothing else cos to mind for now, but if I think of anything, I certainly won’t be shy to ntion it to Ms. Hughes one by one."
Joyce: "..."
She was almost exploding from anger.
Tiana really took her as a servant.
In the mansion, everyone else treated her like a lady; how did this woman dare?
For quite a while, Tiana didn’t hear any response, so she looked over at her again, eyes puzzled and confused: "Oh, is Ms. Hughes unable to rember?"
Tiana lazily curled her lips again: "I understand. Saying so much at once, no wonder Ms. Hughes couldn’t rember. Let give Jesse a list later, and Ms. Hughes can take care of it."
With that, Tiana turned to Jesse, pretending to give instructions: "Jesse..."
"No need, I can rember," Joyce quickly interrupted her, her anger making her voice colder.
She felt so wronged; was she really thinking of ordering Jesse around?
Was Jesse soone she could order around casually?
Tiana then curled her lips again, smiling as she said: "That’s the spirit."
Heh.
Trying to act as the lady of the house in front of her, let her keep at it.
Jesse: "..."
He could barely hold back from laughing out loud.
In this drama, Ms. Thorne won hands down; Joyce, who was always so proud, must be finding it hard to bear.
Jesse didn’t speak up for her either.
This ss was of her own making, even if it was uncomfortable, she could only bear it herself.
Tiana played with her fingers, her smile becoming particularly sweet: "Ms. Hughes, you probably don’t understand my personality yet, but that’s okay, I’ll give you ti to get to know in the days to co."
Just in terms of aura, Joyce was already overwheld.
She forcibly held her breath, maintaining her gentle and graceful poise, revealing a not-so-pleasant smile.
It didn’t matter, since she wanted to be Aiden Shaw’s woman, she had to tolerate this bitch.
Sooner or later, Mr. Shaw would realize she was the woman most suited to be his wife.
Tiana Thorne: "Jesse."
"Yes."
"Did he say anything when Aiden left?"
Originally, Joyce could endure, but this term "Aiden" almost made her choke and weakened internally, her voice becoming sharper: "Ms. Thorne!"
"Does Ms. Hughes have a question?"
Joyce’s gaze cooled down, her tone educational: "Even though you are a guest invited by Mr. Shaw, it doesn’t an you can do as you please. Don’t use your actress ways here, it’s better to speak with caution."
Tiana imdiately understood why she suddenly lost her composure.
This "Aiden" had ruffled her, causing her imbalance.
Tiana laughed, pretending not to understand: "Ms. Hughes, you’re right, I should personally call Aiden to let him know I’m safe."
As she spoke, the call was already being made.
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