Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
Edith suddenly understood Bella’s intentions from last time.
She asked Bella why she showed the video of Martha opening the oil bottle to Mr. and Mrs. Collins.
Bella replied that it was just an evidence of Martha’s doing, However, as long as Martha insisted she acted alone, that it had nothing to do with Serena. If Serena took advantage of the family affection, or cry in front of the elders and the brothers, Martha would probably not be driven away.
Serena wouldn’t be asked to leave the house either.
It seemed Bella’s prediction was right on point.
Because Overwatch only captured Martha undoing the cap and pretending to spill oil on the ground.
So, Martha took all the blame upon herself, leaving Serena completely in the clear.
Edith pondered, if she stepped forward now and claimed that Serena was also involved, but could not provide the evidence. Would she be accused of stirring up trouble?
Moreover, after the incident, Serena would definitely find ways to give her hard time.
Only now did Edith understand, Bella’s far-sightedness was right. It wasn’t about letting Martha off the hook out of pretentious nobility; it was because picking on Martha’s mistakes was pointless, the real target should be Serena’s.
Seeing Serena still sobbing, Louisa rose and went upstairs, somewhat distraught.
Kenneth quickly followed her, “Honey, calm down.”
Betty, standing nearby, reached out to help Serena up.
“Serena, don’t cry. Even though Martha can’t stay, you can still stay in touch.”
Serena looked up with teary eyes at the maid in front of her, suddenly realizing that this was the woman who had stood up for her last time – Betty.
“Betty.” Serena just hugged her and started crying loudly.
In this house, she was already isolated and helpless. Having a maid by her side wasn’t too bad.Betty didn’t know how to console her, so she just patted her back, “Serena, I’m here. I will take good care of you from now on.”
On the other side.
Mirabella was sitting on a plane. A maid served her a glass of lemonade and some snacks.
“Ms. Collins, have something.”
Mirabella looked up from her laptop, and said blandly, “You don’t need to be here. Go rest.”
Unexpectedly, her mother had arranged a maid, Marcia, to take care of her all the way.
“Ms. Collins, I’m not tired. I want to be by your side.’ Marcia remained standing, looking respectful, “You do your thing. Call me when you need anything.”
“Take a seat. Don’t just stand there.”
“Well.” Marcia hesitated for a while, but still dared not, she whispered, “This is against the rules.”
“In my presence, you can do as what I said, sit down.”
Marcia didnt expect Bella to be so domineering. After sitting down, she secretly appraised Bella, who was really cool, with a cold demeanor that was countless times better than Serena.
“Ms. Collins, can I…”
Before Marcia could finish her sentence, the pilot’s voice came from the system, full of pain and agony.
“Ms. Collins.”
Her voice was weak and feeble.“What’s wrong?”
“I’m not feeling well.” The pilot could no longer control the plane.
The plane was jostling in the clouds, resembling a tiny boat swaying in a storm.
Marcia was thrown around with the turbulence, items scattered all over the cabin.
Mirabella immediately rushed to the cockpit, finding the pilot unconscious and the plane plummeting due to the lack of control.
“Ah.’ A terrified scream came from Marcia in the cabin.
Mirabella quickly moved the pilot to the co-pilot’s seat and grabbed the control stick.
She had flown planes before. Her Grandpa Alberto alone had collected a number of private jets, and she had even flown his private jet to take him to the destinations of the business trips.
However, this latest model was different from those she had flown.
This was her first time handling it.
With the current situation, she needed to get the plane back to its original altitude quickly, maintain balance, and land safely on her uncle’s airstrip following the trajectory.
Due to the rapid descent of the plane just now, they were now at a very low altitude. Mirabella could see clusters of houses outside the cockpit. To avoid hitting these houses and injuring innocent people, Mirabella operated the control stick again to ascend.
The town’s inhabitants watched in horror as a massive plane plummeted from the sky, then quickly ascended.
They were petrified, unable to believe the scene they just witnessed was real.If the plane had crashed, their little town would have been wiped out!
Marcia was screaming in terror, covering her ears and hiding in a corner until the plane stopped shaking violently and white clouds appeared outside the window.
She couldn’t believe what she was seeing, staring blankly for a while, then looking at the things on the floor, which remained relatively stable.
She realized then that she was safe!!
Was it Ms. Collins??
Ms. Collins can fly a plane?!
God, Ms. Collins could do anything!
“Marcia”
Mirabella’s voice came through the intercom, as calm as usual.
Hearing Mirabella’s voice, Marcia who was still suffering from the panic, immediately burst into tears, her legs giving out from fear. She crawled to the door, close to the intercom, and said, “Ms. Collins, I’m here. I’m okay.”
“The pilot needs you, come over here.”
Marcia heard that Susan was in trouble and hurriedly leaned on the couch, struggling to stand up, but her legs gave out and she fell to her knees.
“Ms. Collins, I’m useless. I can’t stand up.” Marcia’s voice was tearful and she said somewhat shamefully, “My legs are weak.”“There’s a way that can help, listen carefully.’ Mirabella sat in the pilot’s seat, pressing a few buttons, instructing her where to massage while keeping an eye on the flight path on the screen to ensure the plane was on the correct trajectory.
Marcia followed Mirabella’s instructions and was quickly able to stand up. Once again, she marveled at Mirabella’s capabilities.
“Bring my backpack.”
“Yes.” Marcia took Mirabella’s backpack and in no time she appeared in the cockpit. Seeing Bella sitting in the pilot’s seat, calmly operating the buttons, she was so frightened that her legs gave out and she instinctively held onto the chair.
Seeing Ms. Collins fly the plane with her own eyes was too shocking.
“Ms. Collins, I brought the stuff.” she said, her voice trembling.
“Give me her hand.”
Marcia reacted and only then noticed Susan in the co-pilot’s seat. She quickly extended Susan’s hand to Mirabella.
Mirabella’s delicate fingers touched Susan’s wrist, her gaze fixed ahead, “Sudden had a heart attack.
Open my backpack, there’s a small white bottle inside, take out one pill, crush it, mix it with water, and feed it to her.”
“Oh, okay.” Marcia quickly complied.
She couldn’t believe it, Ms. Bella was flying a plane and saving a life at the same time.
Who on earth was this extraordinary person?
She’s truly an extraordinary girl!
After Marcia administered the medicine, Mirabella gently reminded her, ‘The plane is about to land, you might want to find a seat.”
“What about Susan?”
“Help her with her seat belt.”
“Okay: Marcia immediately obeyed, and after securing herself in a seat, the plane began to descend, preparing to touch down at a flashy private mansion.
Below was an endless expanse of green grass, with a long runway on the side.
An elderly butler looked up to the sky, and after a while, he finally spotted a plane heading this way. He quickly instructed the others on his walkie-talkie, “It must be Ms. Collins’ plane. Is the runway clear? All other planes must move aside; make sure there’s enough space for Ms. Collins’ plane!”
The plane roared past, descending in a beautiful arc and finally sliding onto the runway.
Marcia’s heart was pounding in fear. She hadn’t expected Ms. Collins to handle the plane landing so smoothly, so effortlessly.
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