Chapter 167 Unsuitable Match

Rachel's eyes widened in panic when she heard Damian's voice outside the bedroom. "He's here! What do we do?" she asked Whitney frantically. If Damian saw her in here, he would surely grow suspicious. Whitney quickly unplugged the thumb drive. "Do you trust me?" Rachel blinked. She had no idea what Whitney had in mind. "I'm sorry," was all Whitney said as she raised her hand and slapped Rachel hard across the face. She then yelled, "What, are you too good to pour water for me? Everyone else might not know what you've done, but I do! You'd better do as you're told if you want to stay in the Howard residence!" Rachel covered her stinging cheek as she gaped at Whitney in bewilderment. At that moment, the bedroom door opened. Damian hurried in to find Whitney standing by the coffee table, glowering mutinously at the aggrieved Rachel whose left cheek now bore a red, angry handprint. He gave Whitney a mild look. "Someone's in a bad mood." "Does it break your heart to see her like thi