Chapter 220 The Guilty Points Her Finger

However, Danya was wrong. Valeria didn't seem like she was going to invite Danya to join her at all. Instead, Valeria slowly chewed on the chicken, ignoring Danya. Noticing that Valeria wasn't going to acknowledge her, Danya had to ask for herself, "Miss Brown, where did the maid go?" "Oh, she went home!" Valeria answered nonchalantly. "Home? Why?" Danya raised her voice in surprise. Valeria answered mockingly, "Something at home came up for her, of course." "But who's going to make dinner for us if she went home?" "Did you hear yourself? Can't you cook for yourself? Or do you feel so entitled and think that you must be served," Valeria asked coldly. "I can cook. But there are no ingredients," Danya replied gloomily. "You're joking! How are there no ingredients in the refrigerator?" Valeria said as she finished another piece of chicken.  Danya gulped as she watched Valeria enjoyed her chicken, "I'm serious! Why would I lie?