Chapter 61 Fire The Servants

"You little bitch! You better watch your mouth," Mandy snarled at Sherry with fury. Just as she was
about to slap Sherry, Jean stopped her. "Mom, enough. You're overreacting."

"Jean..." Mandy gaped at her daughter with disbelief. "I'm not doing anything wrong. Look at them.
They never treated you as the hostess. If I don't teach these people a good lesson today, they will
continue look down on you."

"You're right about one thing, Mrs. Gu." Sherry looked at Mandy with cold eyes. To be honest, they
already had problems with Jean, so it was normal for them to have conflict eventually.

"You are right. We never saw Miss Gu as the hostess. She is just Mr. Chen's guest. As servants, it is
natural for us to treat a guest and the hostess differently to avoid making a fool of ourselves. You aren't
even Mr. Chen's guest, Mrs. Gu. What right do you have to teach us a lesson?

We were brought up by our parents. We work here to give our families a better life, not to be beaten by
you."

"You're such a bitch. How can you say that?" Mandy's nose flared and she rushed forward to pull
Sherry's hair. "You will regret what you said..."

"Enough!" Jean yelled. She had been standing on the side, silently watching the scene unfold.
Although she was in pain, she wasn't in a hurry to go to the hospital.

Sherry stood proud with what she had said and the servants agreed with her. They all stared at Jean
with contempt.

Deep inside, Jean was furious with them. It was time for her to fire these servants.

"Jean, stay out of this. I'll handle them myself," Mandy haughtily informed her daughter.



"Mom, stop it." Jean had run out of patience, refusing to stay calm. She touched her mother's arm and
said, "They're right. I'm just Terence's guest."

"But..." Mandy was not convinced. These servants had crossed the line and she couldn't stand it.

"Don't worry." Jean approached Tracy and gently smiled. "Are you okay?"

"Yes..." Tracy was frightened of Mandy. She was shivering in fear that Jean would hurt her.

"Don't be afraid." Jean gave them a small smile. "I didn't properly grip the cup. As you all know, my
hand was injured and I have yet to recover my strength. I lost control, so I hope you don't mind."

"Of course not..." Tracy stared at Jean, not knowing what she was supposed to do.

"My mom is hot-tempered. She was simply heartbroken when she saw me get hurt, so she hit you. I
hope she didn't scare you," Jean explained to Tracy with worried eyes. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Miss Gu." Tracy let out a sigh of relief. She looked at her and commented, "Your hand's
condition seems serious. You should probably go to the hospital to have it checked."

She was embarrassed after hearing Jean's explanation. Tracy stared at her hand and feared that it
would become swollen if it wasn't treated on time.

"I know." Jean then turned to Sherry and remarked, "I know you're just saying this to help Tracy. I'm
truly sorry. My mom was just being really stubborn. I do hope you forgive us."

"Miss Gu, you don't need to apologize. I don't have the guts to blame you," Sherry said coldly.

Tracy pulled Sherry aside and said, "Don't act like this. Miss Gu is not that kind of person..."

Sherry just narrowed her eyes at her without saying anything.



Deep inside, Jean was very angry. She wanted to drive Sherry away tonight, but she couldn't right now.
She had to pretend as if nothing had happened. Tomorrow, she would make Terence fire her.

"It's okay." Jean beamed at her. "It's actually our fault. I should be the one apologizing to you."

As she said this, she bowed in front of them. Tracy looked surprise while Sherry frowned in response.
She didn't understand why Jean did that.

"Miss Gu, please don't do that." Sherry's eyebrows knitted into a frown. "If we did something wrong,
then we would admit it. But no one can hit us like that."

"I understand." Jean sheepishly looked at them. "I would like to apologize to you on behalf of my
mother. I hope you don't mind."

Sherry lowered her eyes and said, "Miss Gu, you should go to the hospital and have your hand
treated."

After the ruckus, Jean and Mandy went to the hospital together. As soon as they got out of the villa,
Mandy frowned at her daughter. "Jean, what were you doing just now? Why did you stop me? Those
servants are so lawless. We would've shown them who the hostess of the house is. Why did you stop
me from doing so?"

"That's enough, Mom." Jean heaved a deep breath. "I already achieved my goal. Why are you still mad
at them?

After tomorrow, you won't see them anymore. Shouldn't you feel better at the thought of them gone?"

Mandy gave her daughter a frustrated look. "But look at what just happened now. I really can't take it."



"You'll have to swallow your pride, even if you don't want to." Jean gave her mother a pointed look. "A
lack of forbearance in such a small matter will upset the greater plan. The most important thing right
now is that we don't let them get close to Terence today. The show must go on tomorrow."

Mandy violently exhaled in response, but stayed silent.

She knew that Jean was right. They had to endure just a bit more.

"Let's go to the hospital and get a check-up. I don't want you to get any scars," Mandy said in distress
as she looked at Jean's dainty hand.

When they arrived, the doctor remarked that the wound wasn't too serious. Luckily, Jean had moved to
the side when the teacup fell. She prescribed some ointment and was instructed to rest.


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