Chapter 1184:

Elyse glanced at Amanda, who seemed to have run out of words, and burst into laughter. “What’s the matter? You’re not usually this quiet, are you?”

Amanda retorted with defiance, “I’m a mercenary. Maybe words aren’t my strong suit, but my shooting skills are top-notch. You might be eloquent, but that’s pretty much all you have.”

At this, Elyse just laughed. “Why is being a mercenary so important to you? Is that identity really that crucial, or is it all you have to show for yourself?”

Finding herself at a loss for words, and with no one else in sight, Amanda chose to be playful.noveldrama

She swung her hand out, aiming a swift blow at Elyse.

Elyse didn’t move but met Amanda’s gaze directly. Feeling initially confident, Amanda was somehow unnerved by Elyse’s assertive stance.

“Why aren’t you moving out of the way?” Amanda yelled, freezing mid-swing.

With a calm smile, Elyse responded, “You should realize, if you hit me, you’ll be thrown out of here immediately. And your so-called mercenary pride? That might disappear as well.”

Amanda felt a surge of shame, her face flushing red as she fought to keep her composure.

Observing Amanda’s troubled look, Elyse felt a sense of triumph.

She brushed her hair back and grinned. “You should go now. I don’t have the time to talk.”

Amanda eyed the clothes Elyse held, quickly recognizing they belonged to Jayden. The plans she’d once abandoned suddenly sparked to life again.

With an intense tone, she said, “Those belong to Jayden. Hand them over to me now.”

Elyse gave her a piercing look. “Just because you demand them, I should hand them over? If you need something from Jayden, go ask him directly. Why should I just give them to you?”

Amanda, unable to outwit Elyse with words, made a grab for the clothes.

Elyse, however, swiftly avoided her attempt.

She then ignored Amanda and proceeded downstairs. Reaching the ground floor, she saw a mercenary delivering a message and inquired, “Could you tell me where the laundry room is?”

The mercenary, clearly taken by Elyse, eagerly pointed out the way, stuttering slightly, “Straight ahead, then a right. It’s right there.”

Grateful, Elyse smiled at the mercenary, expressed her thanks, and followed his directions.

Amanda, persistent as ever, trailed behind Elyse. Elyse remained indifferent. If Amanda chose to follow, so be it.

When they arrived at the laundry room, Elyse noticed two workers bent over, inspecting the washing machines. Curiously, she asked, “So, what’s the problem here?”

One worker looked up and explained, “The washing machine’s broken. There’s too much dirt in everyone’s clothes, clogging the crucial parts.”

Elyse understood the situation. “It requires fixing, then. How long will that take?”

“Two or three hours, maybe. I wouldn’t try washing anything today if I were you. Better wait till tomorrow.” Having said this, the worker turned back to his repairs, paying no further attention to Elyse.

Amanda appeared unsurprised by the news. Extending her hand, she said, “Hand over the clothes. I’ve got some in there too, and I can have Jayden move up in line.”

Seeing the heaps of unwashed clothes scattered around, Elyse felt her urge to clean grow stronger.

Without acknowledging Amanda, she picked up the clothes and exited the laundry room.

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