NovelAppChapter 1257 Because Overwatch only captured Martha undoing the cap and pretending to spill oil on the ground.
So, Martha took all the blupon herself, leaving Serena completely in the clear.
Edith pondered, if she stepped forward now and claimed that Serena was also involved, but could not provide the evidence. Would she be accused of stirring up trouble? Moreover, after the incident, Serena would definitely find ways to give her hard time.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOnly now did Edith understand, Bella's far-sightedness was right. It wasn't about letting Martha off the hook out of pretentious nobility; it was because picking on Martha's mistakes was pointless, the real target should be Serena's.
Seeing Serena still sobbing, Louisa rose and went upstairs, somewhat distraught.
Kenneth quickly followed her, "Honey, calm down." Betty, standing nearby, reached out to help Serena up.
“Serena, don't cry. Even though Martha can't stay, you can still stay in touch." Serena looked up with teary eyes at the maid in front of her, suddenly realizing that this was the woman who had stood up for her last t- Betty.
“Betty.” Serena just hugged her and started crying loudly.
In this house, she was already isolated and helpless. Having a maid by her side wasn't too bad.
Betty didn't know how to console her, so she just patted her back, "Serena, I'm here. | will take good care of you from now on." On the other side.
Arabella was sitting on a plane. A maid served her a glass of lemonade and ssnacks.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Ms. Collins, have something." Arabella looked up from her laptop, and said blandly, "You don’t need to be here. Go rest." Unexpectedly, her mother had arranged a maid, Marcia, to take care of her all the way.
“Ms. Collins, I'm not tired. | want to be by your side.” Marcia remained standing, looking respectful, "You do your thing. Callwhen you need anything." “Take a seat. Don't just stand there." “Well.” Marcia hesitated for a while, but still dared not, she whispered, “This is against the rules." “In my presence, you can do as what | said, sit down." Marcia didnt expect Bella to be so domineering. After sitting down, she secretly appraised Bella, who was really cool, with a cold demeanor that was countless times better than Serena.
"Ms. Collins, can I..." Before Marcia could finish her sentence, the pilot's voice cfrom the system, full of pain and agony.
“Ms. Collins." Her voice was weak and feeble.
“What's wrong?" “I'm not feeling well.” The pilot could no longer control the plane.
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