Chapter 182 – Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family

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“No, on the contrary, I think doctors should be like you, serving patients with an unselfish spirit. That’s real nobility.”

Hearing this, Mirabella felt a warmth in her heart.

“You’re amazing,” Romeo laughed, “I’m so proud to have such a brilliant fiancée.”

After chatting, Mirabella ended the call, took a bath, and went downstairs for a late–night snack.

“Ms. Bella, are you done with work? This soup is specially prepared for you by the Madam,” Edith–brought out a bowl of soup from the kitchen, smiling, “Try it and see if you like it.”

Seeing that Edith hadn’t rested yet, Mirabella said, “You should go to bed. It’s late. I don’t need taking care of.”

“I’m not sleepy,” Edith laughed, looking very kind. .

Mirabella tried a few spoonfuls of soup, then asked softly, “Did my brother talk with Serena tonight?”

Edith was taken aback, “Ms. Bella, how did you know?”

“I guessed,” Mirabella said coolly.

“You guessed?” Edith looked at her in surprise, “How did you guess so accurately? You must be psychic.”

She didn’t hide it and told Mirabella directly, “Tonight, I saw Hans and Serena chatting on the viewing platform on the second floor from the garden, but I was too far away to hear what they were saying.”

“That’s fine,” Mirabella said calmly, “I know what they were talking about.”

She thought he must be persuading Serena, hoping she could turn over a new leaf.

“Did my mom make two soups?“,

Edith looked at Mirabella in surprise again, “How do you know everything? The Madam did make two, one for you and one for Serena. I would call Serena down after you finished eating, so you two wouldn’t run into each other.”

Mirabella didn’t expect her to be so considerate. Her parents treated Serena and her equally, but Serena still made trouble for herself.

After finishing her snack, Mirabella went upstairs.

She opened her computer, entered a special software, and input a string of chemical equations, then started researching the prescription needed for her grandparents.

This software could calculate what side effects would be produced after one drug was combined with another, which was very helpful for her research.

After a while, she received another call.

“Boss, we have a big order again! This wealthy client said he wants as much as we have in stock! haha, you might need to prepare more designs tonight.”

“It’s not someone I know again, is it?” Mirabella asked with a smile.

“I promise, this time, it’s definitely not! It’s a foreign client!”

“Alright.” Mirabella agreed confidently, “When do they need it?”

“Preferably before eight o’clock tomorrow morning because I still need to get the factory to rush the goods. We only have one day.”

“Okay,” Mirabella hung up the phone and continued her work.

Elsewhere, Edith came to Serena’s door and knocked, “Serena, the Madam has prepared a late–night snack for you. It’s something you like. Come down and eat.”

Martha opened the door to see Edith, gave her an annoyed glare, and said with a cold snort, “Are you planning to feed Serena Ms. Bella’s leftovers or something? What do you think Serena is, a trash can?”

Edith got a little pissed off, “Martha, what the hell are you talking about? The lady made a late–night snack for both girls, and you’re acting like Serena’s getting Bella’s table scraps.”

“Anyway, Serena’s not hungry, and she doesn’t need to eat!” Martha said coldly and then slammed the door shut.

Edith was so mad she could stomp her foot. What a piece of work this woman was!

After Martha shut the door, she went over to Serena, “Serena, I got rid of her.”

Serena was sitting at her vanity, looking at her reflection in the mirror. She said coldly, “Just ignore her.”

“That’s just too much! She’s just a maid, but she dares to let you eat Bella’s leftovers. Isn’t that a slap in the face?” Martha said angrily, “You’re the lady of this house, the acknowledged daughter of the boss and his lady, and she dares to treat you like this just wait and see how I’ll sort her out!”

“Martha, don’t forget, Mirabella still got that video of you. We better watch our steps.

Even though she was disappointed with her mother’s favouritism, she still said, “If you’re going to teach them a lesson, don’t do it in the house.”

Big brother had already noticed her animosity toward’s Mirabella, what if mom and dad found out too.

She needed to take action outside!

“I knew it. The boss and his lady are biased, their own daughter came back, and you’ve become an outsider in this house. If they really cared about you, they wouldn’t even deny you a bowl of late–night snack! Isn’t that favouritism?” Martha growled.

Then she added, “Before he talked to you tonight, he specially planted Bella’s favourite marigold flowers on her balcony.”

“Marigold flowers?” Serena was a bit surprised when she heard this, big brother doing something so romantic, that’s so unlike him! Did Mirabella ask for it? “He did this. Isn’t he just trying to make Bella think of him daily? This shows he really values this little sister!”

Serena felt even more depressed, “I know.”

“Didn’t he say he’ll treat you both fairly? Why does Bella get flowers and you don’t? Didn’t he say everything he gives to Bella now is what you’ve had in these eighteen years? But you’ve never had your own flowers.”

Serena lowered her head, feeling even more upset.

She originally thought big brother made some sense tonight, she even started to waver, and she began to wonder if she was really wrong to Mirabella in the past.

Now, no matter how big or small the point was, it’s enough to hurt her deeply.

“Planting such low–level flowers, aren’t they afraid of lowering the family’s class? This is the richest family in the country! The cheapest flower in the garden costs/ thousands of dollars, she’s so ordinary, even the things she likes are ordinary! Aren’t they afraid of being laughed at when they grow out?”

Martha couldn’t help but blurt out, “She’s so inconsiderate! If she wants to plant flowers, she can do it in her own room and admire them herself or let others pick some for her to put in a vase. Why does she have to plant them where everyone can see? Isn’t this just a blatant show–off?”

Serena felt like there was a ton of bricks on her chest.

“As for everything your parents and Hans said to you tonight, none of it is sincere! You can’t trust them! If you do, you’ll be played for a fool!”

Martha said this and then deliberately lowered her voice, “If Mirabella didn’t return, you would be the only young miss in the house. When you get married, the wedding gift they give you will be priceless. But remember what the lady said last time? When you get married, your wedding gift will only be slightly more than what Brooklyn Reed’s sister got!”

Her sister’s wedding gift was eighty million dollars, plus twelve houses and cars.

“So they’re going to fob you off with just these things? How could they? Didn’t they say they consider you as their own daughter? You should at least be treated like one, right?” Martha paused for a while, then continued to persuade, “While Hans is away, we can stir up some trouble to make the madam loathe Mirabella! As long as we achieve our goal.”

Serena flicked her long eyelashes, looking unsure, “But my big brother has eyes and ears everywhere.”

What if he found out and kicked her out of the house?

“We’re not trying to harm anyone. We just want to give Mirabella a taste of her own medicine! We can’t just keep putting up with her arrogance while she’s high and mighty. Besides, without proof, even if Hans suspects, he won’t point fingers at us!”

“So, what’s your brilliant idea?” Serena asked anxiously.

“I think,” Martha leaned in and whispered a lot into Serena’s ear. Seeing that Serena didn’t react much after hearing it, she became a bit anxious, “Serena, if you want to be the best, want to get the attention of your parents and your brothers, want to have a future with Mr. McMillian, you have to take some risks and give it a try!” Serena still felt it wasn’t right, even though she really wanted to give Mirabella a taste of her own medicine. But her brother’s words tonight built a thick wall in her heart, making her too scared to cross it.

“Think about everything that happened after Mirabella came back, how your parents and Hans treated you,” Martha kept persuading her, “If that’s not favouritism, then what is?”

“But, Serena was still torn.

Serena, you need to think about your future!” Martha said, “Don’t worry. Even if something happens, I’ll take the blame.”

“Martha.” Serena was touched that a servant was better than her so–called family.

“I promise you,” Martha patted her chest, “If something goes wrong, I’ll take full responsibility.”

“Martha.”

“I’ve always treated you like my own child.” Martha’s voice was full of emotion, “I’ll do everything in my power to fight for your best interest. I want nothing but the best for you!”

Moved by Martha’s sincerity, Serena finally made up her mind.

The next morning, Kenneth got a call from the hospital saying that his mother’s health had slightly improved: They weren’t sure if it was because of Mirabella’s acupuncture treatment yesterday.

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