Chapter 10 Just Treat Her As A Servant

Wendy didn't know what the two of them were talking about in the study. She looked up and met Judy's sarcastic eyes.

"Go and make me a cup of coffee." Judy sounded as if Wendy was really a maid. In fact, she really treated her as a maid subconsciously.

However, Wendy was not a pushover. She ignored it and stared at the TV, pretending not to see the domineering Judy.

Perhaps Judy was afraid that Greg would be impatient to see her leaving the study for a long time, so she didn't make any noise. Instead, she turned around and went back to the study.

Wendy didn't take it seriously.

It was lunch time. She was too restrained to have much breakfast because of Greg's presence. She didn't eat much, so she was very hungry now.

"Miss, Miss Wendy, what are you doing in the kitchen?" Seeing her come in, the maid was a little nervous.

Now the maid all couldn't figure out their master's attitude towards this Miss Wendy, so they didn't dare to act rashly, or they wouldn't know when they would be fired and did not know why.

Wendy was not a person who was willing to bring trouble to others. Seeing the nervousness of the maid, she didn't want to make her feel nervous, so she went out after taking two rounds at the kitchen.

But the feeling of hunger in her stomach made her a little helpless. She still felt bored after changing the TV programs one after another.

Her eyes fell on the closed door of the study. She was suddenly curious about why the two had talked for so long.

"Why do you ask me these questions? Why don't you just ask Greg?" Wendy didn't want to pretend to be kind to Judy and her face was full of impatience.

Wendy thought that she had to be bullied in front of Greg, it didn't mean that she had to tolerate his subordinates.

Of course, Judy didn't dare to ask Greg directly. Her delicate face turned pale with anger. She pointed at Wendy and trembled, "You... You..."

"What? Me what?" Wendy raised her eyebrows and stood up from the sofa. The aura that had been brought up by her rich life since childhood did not disappear because of the later change. It suppressed the aura of Judy.

"Don't think everyone has dirty thoughts like you."

When passing by Judy], Wendy sneered, leaving only the sentence and went straight to her room. Judy's exasperated voice came from behind. "Hey, you! Wait and see!"

Judy's eight centimeter high-heeled shoes hit the tile floor heavily, making a crisp sound. She was so angry. For the moment, she couldn't understand the importance of Wendy in Greg's heart, and there was nothing she could do to Wendy.

After glaring at the back of Wendy who was leaving, Judy remembered her work and hurried upstairs to look for Greg with the documents.

In front of Greg's study, Judy took a deep breath and took out her makeup mirror. After confirming that her makeup was correct, she adjusted her expression and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A deep and magnetic voice came through the wooden door. With a smile on her face, Judy opened the door and walked in. "Mr. Greg, this is the plan submitted by the market department. I came here to show it to you."

As she spoke, Judy handed the document to Greg. Working for Greg, efficiency and attitude were the most important things. It was because of this that she could become the assistant who had worked for Greg for the longest time.

"Um-hum."

Hearing Judy's voice, Greg answered in a low and sexy voice. He took over the document with his bony hand and began to read it. When he was reading something, he frowned slightly, showing a serious charm.

Judy looked at his face and sense organs carefully and lost in thought.

"This plan is well revised. Just do it."

It was not until Greg's voice sounded again that Judy came to her senses. She looked at him with a smile and said, "You have always been strict. This time, I specially urge them to prepare more."

Closing the file in front of him, Greg lifted his eyes to take a look at Judy. There was no superfluous emotion in his eyes, but that look was enough to make her happy.

"Well done. You did it on purpose." The faint praise made Judy's face redder. She took the document and put it on her chest. There was undisguised excitement in her tone. "Thank you, Mr. Greg!"

"Hmm." Greg answered indifferently and took his eyes back at the desk. After a while, he noticed that Judy was still here. He frowned and raised his head. "Anything else?"

Wendy's face flashed through Judy's mind. With a gloomy face, she pretended to be in a dilemma and asked, "Well... Mr. Greg, what's the relationship between you and Wendy Ning? How should I get along with her in the future?"

She bit her lips and asked. She carefully observed the expression on Greg's face with her beautiful eyes. The flickering eyes exposed her inner anxiety.

"She is just a plaything. You can treat her as a servant." Greg lowered his head again, and there was no emotion in his deep black eyes. He paused for a while and added, "From now on, you don't have to specially ask me about such insignificant people and things. Just do it according to the situation."

Judy was delighted to hear that. She nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Greg. I'm leaving now!" It seemed that Wendy had only such a low position here. Knowing this, Judy's mood was much lighter.

"Well, if you are tired, you can have a rest downstairs before you leave," Greg said casually without raising his head. Judy was even happier. She thanked him and went downstairs happily.

Wendy was resting on the sofa. Judy was so surprised that she didn't observe her carefully. When she took a closer look, she found that the dress on Wendy was obviously out of date and looked a little old-fashioned, and it seemed that the maids around didn't treat her well.

If Greg really cared about her, how could he let her be treated like this here?

The corners of Judy's mouth twitched, and there was no fear anymore. She walked gracefully to sit next to Wendy, and her deliberately prolonged voice sounded particularly ironic. "I thought you moved here because of some relationship with Mr. Greg. It turns out that you are just his plaything, and your status is even inferior to that of a servant."

Seeing her expression, Wendy knew that she had known something from Greg. She stood up silently and was not ready to conflict with her.

"Wait!" Seeing that Wendy was about to leave without any retort, Judy suddenly had a feeling of self-humiliation. She stopped her and said with an even more arrogant expression, "Mr. Greg asked me to rest here for a moment. You, get me some drink."

As she spoke, she looked at Wendy up and down with a sneer. It was interesting to think that a former rich lady would do the work of a servant.

If Wendy refused, she would have a good reason to complain in front of Greg. Looking at Wendy's back, Judy had a perfect plan.

However, Wendy turned around with a formulaic smile on her face. "Okay, what would you like to drink, coffee, tea or other drinks?"

Her attitude was so respectful that even Judy herself could not find fault with it.

The expression on Judy's face froze. It took her a while to recover, and she was still a little unnatural. "Coffee, please."

"Okay, please wait a moment." Wendy smiled at Judy. There was no sign of unwillingness on her face. She turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Judy's anger was like being blocked by cotton, unable to vent. Her face was as horrible as if she had eaten a fly.

She didn't believe that she couldn't punish Wendy today! Seeing that Wendy came over with a cup of coffee in her hand, Judy moved her feet a few inches out of the place "by accident". As a result, Wendy tripped over and the whole cup of coffee was spilled on the carefully tidied shirt of Judy. Even the light colored suit that was stained with coffee.

"What's wrong with you?"

Judy had planned to let her splash on the ground, but she didn't expect that it would hurt herself. She stood up angrily and was about to lose her temper when she suddenly saw Greg coming downstairs. She immediately pretended to be aggrieved and walked towards him.

"Mr. Greg, didn't you say that I could just treat her as a servant? I just wanted to have a cup of coffee, but she splashed me like this!"

After taking a glance at the coffee stains on Judy's body, Greg turned to Wendy and asked unhappily, "Really?"

"Yes, of course. If the servants are all like this, I won't dare to send you any documents in the future." Judy pouted and continued to add fuel to the fire.

"If it weren't for you just put out your foot, how could I..." Wendy didn't like Judy's attitude. She took a step forward and was about to argue, but was interrupted by Greg's gloomy voice.

"Enough! Apologize to Miss Judy!"

Staring at Wendy with his dark eyes, Greg ordered. Seeing that Greg was on her side, Judy was even happier. She looked at Wendy with a smug smile.

"Are you fair to say that? I've told you that it was her who tripped me up, so I splashed the coffee!" Wendy felt wronged and wanted to explain.

Judy blinked her eyes and pretended to be more aggrieved, "Mr. Greg, I have no enmity with her. Why should I trip her up? I just bought this shirt."

Greg's face darkened and his voice became colder. He looked at Wendy with a frightening look and said, "Don't let me say it a second time."

What would happen if she went against Greg, Wendy didn't want to review it anymore. She thought for a while and gave up arguing with Greg. She turned to Judy and said sincerely, "I'm sorry. I splashed coffee by accident."

Her voice sounded sincere. Judy was shocked by the speed at which her attitude changed, and didn't know how to answer. Then Wendy continued enthusiastically, "You see that your clothes are wet. It must be uncomfortable to wear them. Come on, let me take you to change."

"No, thanks." Seeing the abnormal behavior on Wendy's face, Judy was inexplicably flustered and the corners of her mouth twitched unnaturally.

"Do you still mind what happened just now, Miss Judy? Don't you even give me a chance to make up?" Biting her lips, Wendy looked pitiful with red eyes.