Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
“Isn’t that right? I can’t swallow this anger!” Martha said angrily, “She bullied Serena again and again.
She really treats Serena like a pushover!”
“For these kinds of things, just send me a WhatsApp, no need to come all this way.” The man said, reminding her.
“I just missed you.” Martha suddenly came closer and embraced him, showing a hint of a girlish demeanor, “You haven’t come to see me in months.”It seemed that ever since Serena’s college entrance examination and summer vacation, he didn’t show the same enthusiasm as before.
The man was somewhat resistant to her approach, saying coldly, “Stop it, we have important things to do”
“Yes, it’s late and quiet. We should do something important.’ Martha began to undo her nightgown.
The man quickly fastened it back for her, “Hurry back, if someone found out.”
“No one will find out.’ Martha said, suddenly noticing a hint of pink fabric under the covers?
She couldn’t believe it. As if realizing something, she wanted to rush over and check.
“It’s time to go.” The man pushed her, not letting her near the bed, “Rest early.”
Martha angrily stomped on his foot. Taking advantage of his pain, she rushed over to lift the blanket.
Underneath, a completely naked panicked woman set Martha’s anger ablaze.
It was the newly hired maid, Nina.
“Very good, you little tart. You even seduced my man.” Martha went straight to hitting her.
“Ah, Martha, I didn’t know Erik was your man.” Nina covered her face in pain, quickly begging for mercy, “If I knew, I would never have gotten into his bed: “Watch how I deal with you, you shameless little tart!” Martha hit her fiercely, choking her, “You like to play innocent. When Mr. Collins won’t fall for it, you moved your wicked thoughts to Erik!”
Nina screamed in pain.
“Martha, stop it!”This time, Erik angrily pulled Martha off the bed.
With her hair undone and her body trembling, Martha pointed at Erik in a fit of tage. “Erik, have you no conscience? Who have I been toiling for all these years? How dare you do such a thing! Either let me vent my anger today by beating this little hussy and kicking her out, or I’ll go to Mrs. Collins and tell her everything about what happened back then!”
“Martha!”
“Do you think I won’t do it?”
Martha’s hysterical ranting made Erik feel like a deflated balloon. In the end, he just stood there, silent, casting a blind eye on the scene.
Martha knew he had backed down. She rushed forward to confront the mistress, relentlessly pinching her and slapping her across the face.
“You little tramp, just because you’re young and attractive, you think you can seduce anyone you want?
I’ll teach you a lesson today!”
“Ah. stop hitting me, Erik, help me.’ Nina struggled, and in the process, accidentally knocked off Martha’s wig.
She froze instantly, tears welling in her eyes, “So, everything Erik said was true. You really are bald.”
“You little tramp.” Martha was infuriated and started hitting her even harder.
After a while, the sound of a car reached their ears.
Nina, who was being beaten helplessly by the window, noticed Mirabella driving back home.In a hurry, she said, “It seems like Ms. Bella is back! Martha, let me go, Ms.
Bella is always smart, if she hears us.”
Martha looked out and indeed, it was that annoying Mirabella. She couldn’t have chosen a worse time to come back!
She pinched Nina even harder, “Whatever you heard tonight, keep it to yourself. Find an excuse to resign tomorrow and if I find out you have any other ideas.”
“No, no, I’ll resign tomorrow and I won’t say a word I’m not supposed to. I will leave, taking all the secrets with me!”
A murderous glint flashed in Martha’s eyes. She pushed Nina away, shot a fierce glare at Erik, and then turned to leave.
Mirabella parked the car in the garage and then took the elevator to the first floor.
Today, she received news from Kelly that Nightshade will be auctioned off at an underground auction in Zion City. Only their old members could enter, and they had to verify their assets before entering.
Kelly was a regular at all the big auction houses and was a VIP member, so she could bring friends along. But she had something to take care of, so after bringing Mirabella in, she had to leave. Therefore, Mirabella planned to make a trip to Zion City tomorrow, to attend the auction tomorrow night and bring back Nightshade.
She wanted to go home and pack some things, but as soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Martha sneaking back into the living room.
“Ms. Bella, you are back.”Martha’s tone seemed to carry a hint of sarcasm.
Mirabella looked at her coldly. “What are you sneaking around here for in the middle of the night?”
“Ms. Bella, you are joking. What can a servant like me do so late at night?
Instead, all the young ladies are asleep at this hour. Why are you coming home so late?”
Mirabella caught the sarcasm in her words and replied coldly, “Idle people should go to bed early.
There’s no point in wandering around here in the middle of the night. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were sneaking around.”
Martha seemed a bit annoyed. “Ms. Bella, let’s talk.”
“Talk about what?” Mirabella responded coldly. “Should we talk about why you keep wearing a wig? Or should we talk about the hidden story between you and Serena?”
At the mention of this, a shade of unease crossed Martha’s features, her hand unconsciously fluttering up to smooth down her hair.
This small gesture did not go unnoticed by Mirabella, only serving to confirm her suspicions. Just as she had suspected, Martha was indeed wearing a wig.
The living room was dim, the only source of light being the faint glow filtering in from the garden lamps outside. It gave the room an eerie feel, setting one’s nerves on edge.
Martha hadn’t expected Mirabella to have been investigating her, let alone be privy to certain information.
How could this be? How did Mirabella find out about those well-guarded secrets from the past? Or was Mirabella just bluffing, fishing for a reaction without actually possessing any concrete evidence?
“The one outside, come in. I know it’s you,’ Mirabella called out, her words causing the person lurking outside to hold their breath in a sudden wave of apprehension.
Martha glanced uneasily towards the door. “Miss Bella, I think you may be mistaken. There’s nobody outside”
“Oh, do you think that by hiding, I wouldn’t know who you are? Erik, your acting skills are subpar at best. Did you really think you could fool me in my own house?” Mirabella retorted, her voice cold as ice as she gazed in their direction.
“I’m not in the mood for a game of hide and seek. If Serena wants to continue living here, then she better behave herself.”After all, she would only be here for a few more years before getting married and moving out. Out of sight, out of mind.
“But if you continue with your little schemes…”
“What schemes?” Martha interjected, feeling wronged. “Miss Bella, you’re making accusations without any evidence. How can you treat people like this?”
“Serena’s sudden change in behavior. You’re telling me that you had nothing to do with it? She was on the right path, and you led her astray. Not only that, but you involved innocent people too.”
“Miss Bella, you’re overthinking this. What happened in the past was just a coincidence. If you don’t believe me, you can investigate it yourself.”
“Listen here, my patience is wearing thin. This is your last warning.” With that, Mirabella turned on her heel and headed upstairs.
Martha watched her retreating figure, a chill settling in her heart. Why did it feel like Mirabella, despite her young age, seemed to know everything.
The person hiding outside didn’t dare to reveal themselves, fearing they would be caught red-handed, and swiftly made their escape.
Martha clenched her fists. No more delays, she had to act now!
Meanwhile.
Louisa was having a restless night, vaguely hearing the sounds of an argument in the distance.
Soon after, a phone call jotted her awake. Seeing that it was her mother calling, she hurriedly answered.“Mom, what brings you to call me today?” She slipped out of bed, tiptoeing to the balcony as she spoke in hushed tones.
“Louisa, darling, the sun is shining so brightly today, it reminded me of the day you were born. It was a day just like this, clear and bright. I just couldn’t resist calling you. I hear that it’s 12 hours ahead over there. Are you sleeping now?”
“No, Kenneth and I haven’t gone to bed yet. How are you feeling lately, mom?”
Louisa asked, concern lacing her voice.
“Yesterday, I noticed your brother’s eyes were all red and puffy. Things must not be going well. But they didn’t tell me.’ The elderly woman on the other end of the phone chuckled, her tone light and carefree as if she had accepted her fate. “A while back, I saw a girl who looked just like you.”
She’d had a flare-up of her illness at the time and couldn’t take a good look.
By the time she woke up and asked her caregiver, she was told the girl was just a passerby who had helped her.
The girl looked exactly like Louisa when she was young.
“Mom, are you missing me? Kenneth and I were just thinking of visiting you.
Are you still in Dawnstar?” Louisa asked, concern etching her voice.
“Yeah, I moved to Lidaria this month. They say there’s a brilliant doctor here who’s saved a lot of lives.
Maybe he can help with my condition, though I don’t have much hope.”
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