Chapter 5 5

The girl cried, holding her leg. The two adults in the room quickly helped her up and onto the bed with her leg straightened out.

"Devya, straighten your leg for a moment, dear. I'm calling the doctor for you," her mother requested, panicking as she held her phone.

Devya grunted in frustration and slammed her desk, startling Maid Inah.

"All of this is because of that Edgar!! The scoundrel who makes me lose my temper in the morning," Devya complained.

"So, Miss Devya just got dumped by her boyfriend, right?"

Devya slammed her desk again, giving Maid Inah a sardonic look.

"He's not my boyfriend!! It's disgusting to date a guy like that. Besides, I don't even know him," Devya said, huffing in annoyance.

Maid Inah furrowed her brow, puzzled by her employer's child who had been angry all morning.

"You don't know him, but why did you go berserk, charging at everything in front of you like a bull about to be slaughtered?" her mother asked in confusion.

"I did not intentionally hit everything, Mom. Besides, those things were blocking my way," Devya said, clearly annoyed.

"Enough, don't blame the objects. You're an adult, you should be able to use your common sense, not act like a child, Devya!"

The girl remained silent, playing with her phone. She saw a message from her friend Layla.

"I'll wait for you at the café tonight, don't be late."

Devya immediately got up from her bed, causing the two adults to panic.

"Uh, Devya! What are you doing? Your bruise is still bad, you shouldn't go out!" her mother exclaimed.

"I have a meeting, Mom. I'll be back later. Goodbye," Devya said with a smile as she walked out of her room.

"Hey, but what about your bruise, Devya!"

"It's just a bump on the table, Mom, nothing serious. Bye now."

Her mother just touched her forehead and sighed heavily, feeling exhausted dealing with her stubborn and headstrong daughter.

"Oh my, that child really drives me crazy."

Devya left her house and got into her car, heading to her friend Layla's newly opened café. During the drive, she called Mora.

"Mora, I'm waiting for you at Layla's café."

"Sorry, I can't make it today. I have to work on a design project. Hey, Devya, you also have a design project, why don't you work on it? Get to it quickly, I don't want to help you again!" Mora replied.

"I already made plans with Layla. I promised to help her at the café, her co-worker just got admitted to the hospital," Devya explained.

"Devya, but you also have to think about yourself. You need to manage your time wisely, time for yourself and time to help friends."

Before she could finish speaking, Mora's call was abruptly ended by Devya, which left Mora annoyed.

"Oh my goodness, she never changes. Putting her friends' needs before her own, she doesn't realize that there's no one truly selfless in this world. Oh, that girl."

Mora sighed in frustration, shaking her head. She then retrieved a sketchbook from her closet and diligently worked on her assignment.

"I need to finish this before it gets too late," she thought.

Meanwhile, Devya had just arrived at her friend Layla's café.

"Oh, thank goodness you're here on time. I was getting worried you wouldn't come to help, Devya. Thank you so much. Now, let's get you changed into your employee uniform," Layla said.

"But, is it okay?" Devya asked.

"Don't worry about a thing. Come on, we need to hurry."

Devya changed in the dressing room, putting on her employee uniform.

"You look lovely. Now, let's go meet the customers and provide them with the best service," Layla requested.

Devya assisted Layla diligently, completing her tasks with great care and leaving customers happy with her friendly demeanor.