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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?”

but he had never shown any anger to her and had always sulked in private. Who were these

Evans family’s birth certification would be bullied by the maids in

Mamet’s eyes became even more deep and serene, his gaze falling on Xaviera, “You usually seem so

maids to bully you and

Xaviera: “”

just come back before she

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chance to

the maid immediately panicked: “Mr. Mamet,

and see if there’s anyone you like. If not, let them all go, and we’ll replace them with a new

a glance, just lowering his eyes to look gently at Xaviera, as he

Mamet was helping her establish her

such a scene before. When she first returned to the Evans family, the servants had looked down on her and made all kinds of nasty comments. How

the Evans family for a long time, and they should

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level of the servants.

that Caleb Mamet was holding onto, the veins in his palm and fingers clearly defined, and the fingertips carrying traces of calluses, gently rubbing the

tired, her voice weak: “Let’s just let them all go. I

around me.”

patted her on the head

he directly called the security

all the

her entire weight on him, a bit perplexed.

Xaviera just didn’t know how to deal

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