Chapter 828 - 828: 255: Powerful Background_1
Chapter 828: 255: Powerful Background_1
Rachel Barton didn’t know what was wrong with her.
She really wanted to talk to Delia Frieman about her work.
But the problem in front of her was something she had to face.
Firstly.
She was a student with no income, but all her roommates were not easy to deal with, each trying to outdo each other.
If Delia loses her job, with her level of education, the best she can find would be a cashier job that pays only 3000 dollars a month.
Three thousand dollars a month.
Working hard for a year only nets 36,000, not even enough to buy a bracelet.
But Delia now could give her anything she wanted.
Plus the eight thousand dollars in rent every month…
All these things, Rachel had to think about them.
But thinking about how Delia willingly degraded herself to do that kind of job, Rachel felt sick to her stomach.
Why can’t she lead a better life?
She is an adult.
Not a child who needs someone to supervise her in everything.
Rachel’s heart was in turmoil, continuing: “Sis, take a seat, I’ll bring you your soup.”
Seeing her thoughtful younger sister, Delia felt relieved, smiling, “I’ll go get it myself.”
“You’ve had a tiring day at work,” Rachel laughed, “I’ll get it.”
Delia sat on the stool, looking at her busy sister, felt that spoiling her was worth it.
At least.
Her efforts were rewarded.
Rachel went to the kitchen, took a bowl, and began to pour out the soup.
Quickly, she brought a bowl of soup to Delia, “Sis, drink your soup.”
“Thanks, Rachel,” Delia accepted the chicken soup, her face filled with a smile.
Rachel continued, “Sis, I will go back to my room to rest.”
Subconsciously, she didn’t want to spend too much time with Delia.
Even if it was just one second.
It made her feel disgusted.
Delia still didn’t know what was going on in her sister’s mind and laughed, “You go ahead.”
Rachel nodded, turned, and went to her room.
She closed her room door and sighed deeply.
She didn’t know how her life had become this way.
Why did fate give her such a terrible sister?
She felt terrible.
She could barely breathe.
In the dining room.
Delia was drinking chicken soup.
Right then, she suddenly received a message on WhatsApp.
It was from Noah Reed.
“Sis, I’ve thought about it for a long time, I will always like you, no matter how your past is, I won’t change my mind.”
“Today is another day I love you.”
Delia wanted to block Noah.
But considering their professional relationship, her department had to report to Noah every day, if she blocked him on WhatsApp, she would have to personally go to Noah’s office.
After thinking it over, she did not block Noah.
After drinking her soup, Delia went to wash up.
But just as she turned on the faucet, she realized that the water heater was broken.
Delia had no choice but to knock on Rachel’s door, “Rachel, are you asleep yet?”
“Not yet,” Rachel opened her door, “Sis, what’s up?”
Delia said, “The water heater in the living room is broken, I want to take a bath, can I use your bathroom?”
Use her bathroom?
Rachel was very reluctant.
After all, Delia does that kind of work, she doesn’t know how many men she comes into contact with in one day, and she might even have caught some STD.
What if it’s contagious?
Thinking about this, Rachel felt her skin crawl with goosebumps.
She felt incredibly disgusted.
Most importantly, Rachel had a slight case of OCD, she couldn’t accept something like this.
With these thoughts, Rachel tactfully declined, “Sis, the temperature isn’t high today, why don’t you wash up tomorrow? I am going to sleep.”
Rachel knew clearly why Delia would want to take a bath every night when she returned home.
She had to put up with so many men every day.
Her body must be dirty.
That made sense to Delia too; it’s rather late, she couldn’t disturb Rachel’s sleep, “Let me draw some warm water from your room to wash my face.”
“Okay,” Rachel nodded.
Delia carried a bucket into Rachel’s room.
Rachel followed closely behind Delia.
Delia smiled and said, “Rachel, you should go to bed. It’s getting late.”
Rachel shook her head, “I can’t sleep now, let’s chat for a bit.”
Actually.
Rachel was watching Delia to make sure she didn’t mistakenly take her towel.
“Alright.”
Delia chatted with Rachel while drawing water.
“Rachel, how many students are there at your school now?”
Rachel said, “More than fifty thousand, I guess.”