A Night with Her Cruel Mate

Terence looked at Mandy with confusion and then glanced at Jean. "What happened exactly? Can you please make it clear to me?"

"Nothing. Don't listen to my mother's nonsense," Jean hastily blurted out.

"Auntie, what happened?" Terence wasn't going to let this go. He needed to know everything that happened.

Mandy gave him a bitter smile and said, "It's because of the servants. They don't want to serve Jean and they think that it's unfair she's living here."

"Mom, please stop talking." Jean frowned and turned to Terence. "Please don't listen to her. It's not like what she said."

"Don't say anything, right now." Terence dismissed. "Please go on, Auntie."

"Alright." Mandy let out a deep sigh and continued, "I wanted to tell you that I saved some money over the last few years. I wanted to buy Jean a small house, so that she could live comfortably. That way, she wouldn't have had to deal with disrespectful servants."

"Auntie, what are you talking about?" Terence had a grim look on his face. "Jean is my friend. Now she's living here, she's technically the owner of the villa. I hired the servants and they work efficiently. But if they did something wrong, then that's something I can't tolerate.

But you're going to tell me what happened, right?"

her hand. She is a good girl, but now she's injured. As her

and Julia also hurt Jean. I won't say

it..." Jean gently tugged Mandy's sleeve.

Mandy sneered at her daughter. "Are you defending Tracy? I know that you are kind. You always hide what you're feeling. But

to live here anymore, so I want to clear this up

looked at her. "If they really bullied Jean,

in front of Jean and drank all of its contents. She held the empty cup in front of Terence's face. "In the beginning, the servants were really polite. Later, their attitudes became more hostile and they refused to do what Jean wanted. My daughter didn't say anything because they're your servants. Eventually, she did everything

they found out that Jean could be easily bullied, they became even more aggressive. Last night, Jean asked Tracy for tea. She angrily handed the cup filled with hot tea to Jean and poured it all over my daughter's hand. Do you not realize how precious her hands are? These servants

was exaggerating their attitude, Terence was not that

said, "That's impossible. Both Tracy and Sherry used to serve me and they are

matter how bold Tracy was, she wouldn't do such

with a cold smile.

grabbed Jean's hand and held it in front of Terence's face. "Look at her hand. She just removed her stitches. Do

Terence became silent.

She didn't seem