Chapter 460 Deliberate Harassment

Sibyl, accompanied by a few of her close aides, marched directly towards the restroom Lydia was cleaning. At that moment, Lydia was diligently mopping the floor. Her forehead was covered in sweat, and her face was slightly flushed from the heat, which inadvertently added a touch of beauty to her appearance.

Lydia looked up to wipe the sweat off her brow, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face as she admired the spotless floor. She was no stranger to this type of work; when she first arrived in Paris, she had done similar jobs due to financial hardships. If Lambert thought this would be a way to make things difficult for her, he had underestimated her.

The only thing that made Lydia slightly uncomfortable was her back, which seemed to tire easily after mopping for a while. She thought, perhaps with some self-deprecation, that she was indeed getting old.

Lydia chuckled at herself, and as she was about to leave with the bucket, a voice suddenly stopped her.

"Wait a moment!"

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