Chapter 122: Truly Disgusting

She slowly retreated to a corner, not wanting to eavesdrop on their conversation inside anymore. But she knew very well, perhaps Daniel was going to get engaged soon, and Maxim might already have a fiancée in mind. The future mistress of the Wilsons would undoubtedly be a woman with background and brains, not Daniel's mistress. "Hello, is Miss Nancy here? Your ordered meal has arrived," the delivery person's voice rang out, bringing Nancy back to her senses, and she hurriedly went out to receive it. Blanche had already taken the meal from the delivery person. "Just leave it to me, I'll pay for it," she said to Nancy, throwing her a disdainful glance. Then she sarcastically added, "Nancy, this is Daniel's private treat, do you really want to pay?" "Miss, Mr. Daniel can put it on his tab," the delivery person cautiously reminded. These were tasks Nancy used to handle before. Blanche had taken over her position but not her responsibilities, so naturally, she wasn't familiar with the