Chapter 279

Martha countered disdainfully, "Mr. Lance brought you home because he's intrigued by you for now. Mrs. Lance's room is not somewhere you can just enter."

"Well, I want to!" Bridget narrowed her eyes and added with contempt, "I can see that you're Jennifer's lapdog. If you don't hand over the key today, I'll tell Mr. Lance and have you fired!"

Martha did not bother to hide her displeasure as she snapped, "Do whatever you like!"

Infuriated, Bridget stormed back to the bedroom she and Maxwell shared the night before.

This room was second only to the master bedroom.

But why had Jennifer slept in the master bedroom while Maxwell stayed here? Shouldn't the head of the household have occupied the best room?

Bridget seethed with anger. Upon seeing the sheets on the floor, she kicked them aside in frustration.

In fact, she was aware that Maxwell had brought her home to spite Jennifer. But so what?

Bridget vowed silently that one day, she would sleep in Maxwell's bed instead of on the