Chapter 72

As Xyla said this, she swept an empty plate off the kitchen counter while Wendy tended to the chicken wings she was making for lunch. The sound of porcelain shattering rang out from the kitchen. Norman, who was on the couch, glanced at the kitchen doorway when he heard the noise. Xyla apologized loudly and anxiously, "I'm sorry, Wendy! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I'll clean this up right now! Don't throw me out!" She crouched to pick up the broken pieces and deliberately cut herself on one of the fragments. Blood beaded from her finger and dripped on the floor. Wendy knew Xyla would do everything she could to get her kicked out of the Sadler residence after losing favor with the Hortons. Smirking, she drawled, "Go ahead and smash a few more plates. I'll just have to tell the Hortons about it tonight. "I'm sure Mr. Horton and the others would agree that your beloved pen and suitcase could make up for the cost of fixing the Sadlers' tableware." The plates were priceless at this ti