Chapter: 155

Adam seemed to relax upon hearing this explanation.

“Oh, I see. Be careful on your way home, Janiya.”

I almost couldn’t help but burst into Laughter when Janiya finally made it out the door. I was the one who hit her on the back of her head, but I had no idea she was bald as a result.

Well, she deserved it!

Debra’s POV:

As soon as Janiya bolted, Riley finally emerged from the kitchen with the final dish.

“So sorry for keeping you waiting!”

With an apologetic smile, Riley walked over and carefully put the food on the table.

After making sure that all the dishes were served, she untied her apron and took her seat. When her gaze landed on me, Riley quickly realized that something was off.

“What happened to your clothes, Debra? It looks like you spilled wine all over yourself!” Riley frowned and Looked at me with concern.

witch did it,” Luca explained without hesitation.

“Hush, Luca. Eat your own food,” Adam scolded expressionlessly. Although Riley didn’t know what exactly had happened, she saw how pitiful I looked in my soiled clothes and she saw the mess on the floor. After asking a servant to clean up the fallen tableware, she said to me, “Debra, you can’t wear that. Come with me upstairs. I’ll lend you some clothe:

I stole a glance at Adam to make sure he didn’t mind. Seeing that he had no reaction, I took that as a yes, so I followed Riley upstairs.

Riley’s room was orange, and the overall arrangement was very homey. There were several vases in the room, each filled with blooming, fragrant flowers. They gave me a sense of comfort. I liked it.

Riley went straight to the wardrobe and found clothes to lend to me.

Seeing this, I felt guilty. “Riley, I’m sorry for troubling you with this.”

With a bright smile, Riley waved her hand and said, “Oh, don’t you worry about it. The house has been quiet for too long. I’ve been happy since you came here, Debra.”

After rummaging through her wardrobe for a while, Riley pulled out a golden dress and her eyes suddenly lit up. The dress was made of smooth silk, with hollowed out lace around the waist and the hemline. Even the lace was embroidered with golden thread. Its skirt was floor-length and even had a short train on the back.

Such a dress must’ve been very expensive.

There was no way on earth I could wear something as valuable as that, so I quickly said, “Just give me a regular shirt. I can’t wear that.”

But Riley insisted, “This dress suits you!”

I wanted to refuse, but she was firm. “Debra, it’s a waste to keep such a beautiful dress in my wardrobe all year long. I bought it a Long time ago. Now, I’m too chubby and can’t fit in it. You should wear it so that it won’t go to waste!”