Chapter 1184:

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

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

Elyse 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 speechless, and with no one else around, Amanda tried a playful approach. She swung her hand at Elyse.

Elyse didn’t move, meeting Amanda’s gaze. Initially confident, Amanda was unnerved by Elyse’s assertive stance.

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

With a calm smile, Elyse replied, “If you hit me, you’ll be thrown out immediately. And your so-called mercenary pride? That might disappear as well.”

Amanda felt a surge of shame, her face flushing as she fought for composure.

Observing Amanda’s troubled look, Elyse felt triumphant. She brushed her hair back and grinned. “You should go now. I don’t have time to talk.”

Amanda eyed the clothes Elyse held, recognizing they belonged to Jayden. Her abandoned plans reignited.

Intensely, she said, “Those belong to Jayden. Hand them over.”

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

Amanda, unable to outwit Elyse verbally, grabbed for the clothes. Elyse avoided her.

Ignoring Amanda, Elyse went downstairs. Seeing a mercenary delivering a message, she inquired, “Could you tell me where the laundry room is?”

The mercenary, clearly smitten with Elyse, eagerly pointed, stuttering slightly, “Straight ahead, then right. It’s right there.”

Grateful, Elyse thanked him and followed his directions. Amanda, persistent, trailed behind. Elyse remained indifferent.

In the laundry room, Elyse saw two workers inspecting the washing machines. Curiously, she asked, “What’s the problem?”

One worker explained, “The washing machine’s broken. Too much dirt in everyone’s clothes is clogging the crucial parts.”

Elyse understood. “It needs fixing, then. How long will that take?”

“Two or three hours, maybe. I wouldn’t wash anything today. Wait till tomorrow.” The worker returned to his repairs.

Amanda seemed unsurprised. Extending her hand, she said, “Hand over the clothes. I’ve got some in there too, and I can get Jayden moved up in line.”

Seeing the heaps of unwashed clothes, Elyse’s urge to clean intensified. Without acknowledging Amanda, she picked up the clothes and left.