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“However, the fact is that your thoughts are wrong, after all, the person standing here is me.”

Xaviera Evans raised her hand and pointed at herself: “Take a good look, this face, is your real hostess, the one who can decide whether or not you can work here.”

The maid laughed: “Decide if we can work here? You really think highly of yourself? We’ve been working here for two or three years, and you think you can just kick us out with a word? What a joke!”

“A joke?”

A deep and indifferent male voice sounded at the door.

Caleb Mamet didn’t expect to witness such a scene when he turned back. His cold gaze swept across everyone present.

The maids shuddered, and the one who had just spoken turned pale, her legs trembling as she stammered an explanation; “Mr., Mr. Mamet, it’s not

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what you heard… I was just angry at the moment…”

“Angry at the moment?”

Caleb Mamet repeated the maid’s words unhurriedly: “So you can say that my wife has no right to kick you out just because you were angry? You can point fingers at the hostess of this villa? Who gave you the guts? Huh?”

anger to her and

woman who entered the Evans family’s birth certification would be bullied

Mamet’s eyes became even more deep and serene, his gaze falling on Xaviera, “You usually seem so strong against me, why are you backing

bully you

Xaviera: “”

just come back before

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a chance to say

seeing Caleb’s attitude, the maid immediately panicked: “Mr.

came to Xaviera’s side, gently grasped her hand with his distinct jointed fingers, and said, “Take a look and see if there’s anyone you like. If not, let them

just lowering his eyes to look gently at Xaviera,

knew Caleb Mamet was

When she first returned to the Evans family, the servants had looked down on her and made all kinds of nasty comments. How had her father and Rose Campbell dealt with it back

had said that these servants had been working in the Evans family for a long time, and they

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level of the servants.

the veins in his palm and fingers clearly defined, and the fingertips carrying traces of calluses,

her voice

around me.”

patted her on the head with his other hand, responding softly:

he directly called

all the maids

crying and shouting, Caleb Mamet looked at Xaviera Evans, who was leaning her entire weight on him, a bit perplexed. Had the woman really been hit

didn’t know how to

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