A Night with Her Cruel Mate

Chapter 60 We Are Here to Work

Later on, the puppy had accidently bitten Jean while they had been playing. Although its teeth hadn't penetrated her skin, she had grabbed the puppy and flung it into the oven.

She had stood and refused to help as the helpless animal had screeched and burned inside.

Mandy then had ordered the maid to throw the oven away. From then on, they had never bought another oven.

Mandy pursed her lips upon remembering the memory.

Jean grunted at her mother, "You can't win without sacrificing something in return. Terence will come back to have dinner tomorrow. You can come over too. Then..."

Jean whispered her plan in Mandy's ear. Her mother paled as she heard the plan.

Mandy stared at Jean with her mouth wide open. "Are you really going to do this?"

"Of course." Jean flicked her hair and coldly replied, "We have to be ruthless. I don't want to cause myself any trouble."

Mandy frowned and looked at her in concern. "But you just had your stitches removed and you've barely even recovered..."

Jean dryly scoffed, "That's why I have to do it now. Otherwise, Terence would never feel sorry for me."

"But I still think..." Mandy tried to change her daughter's mind, but Jean refused to listen. Jean gave her mother a menacing look. "I just want to ask you, will you help me or not?"

Mandy sighed and stammered helplessly, "You've already made up your mind. What else can I do?"

"As soon as we're done eating, you're going home with me," Jean ordered.

"Okay," Mandy obediently said with a heavy heart. Although the food was delicious, she didn't feel like eating as she thought about what was going to happen.

They drove back to the villa after finishing their meal. Tracy was cleaning the kitchen when they arrived. From the living room, Jean called her, "Tracy, please bring me two cups of hot tea." NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

"Okay, Miss Gu." Tracy placed her duster cloth on the counter and washed her hands before making the tea. Mandy nervously looked at the kitchen's direction and slowly gulped when Tracy came out.

"Have some tea, Mrs. Gu." The maid gently placed the cup of the tea in front of Mandy. When she was about to place the other cup, Jean ordered, "Give it to me."

"Miss Gu, please let me put it on the table. It's very hot. You should drink it later," Tracy insisted hesitantly.

"It doesn't matter. Give it to me," Jean ordered, her stare penetrating into Tracy's eyes.

Tracy obediently handed the tea to Jean. Just as she was about to let go, Tracy saw Jean's hand loosen its hold on the cup. She saw the tea spill all over Jean, and a piercing painful scream penetrated the silence. Before anyone else could react, Mandy pulled Jean to the sink and turned the faucet on so that the cool water could minimize the pain on her daughter's hand.

Jean felt her skin burn in pain, the tea was very hot. Although they had planned for this to happen, she had to make it believable in order to live a comfortable life in the future.

"Jean, how are you?" Mandy asked in distress as she saw her daughter crying. Although she knew that Jean had staged for this to happen, she still pitied her.

Jean was her own flesh and blood. She had carried her in womb her for nine months, birthed her, and raised her. She felt a wrenching pain in her heart upon seeing her daughter hurt.

"Miss Gu, I..." Tracy stammered, stupefied by the scene. She didn't know how to react. When she was about to apologize, Mandy slapped her in the face and bellowed, "What the hell is wrong with you? You can't even hold a cup of tea properly? Don't you know that Jean needs her hands to earn money? If you hurt her, then you should take full responsibility."

"I..." Tracy panicked. She didn't expect that Jean would let go of the cup.

It was inappropriate to say this, but she felt that Jean loosened the cup on purpose. Even though she was crying, Tracy could see the faint smirk on Jean's lips.

"What the hell?" Mandy mustered in all the anger she could and raised her voice. "You are so unreasonable. Do you think that you are the owner of the villa? I can't believe that you've decided to take revenge on Jean. She's Terence's guest. I don't care whom you worked for in the past. Since now you are serving my daughter, you better respect her. Otherwise, we won't let you go."

"Mrs. Gu, I didn't..." Tracy stammered with sadness. "I didn't let go until Miss Gu took it from me. I didn't expect that she would release her grip. I..."

Before Tracy could finish her sentence, Mandy slapped her again and spat, "What do you mean by that? Are you accusing Jean of framing you?"

She grabbed Jean's hand and showed it to the trembling maid. "You'd better take a good look at her. Her hand has just recovered. Do you think she is dumb enough to hurt herself for the sake of framing you?"

"I didn't mean that..." Tracy started crying, but Mandy didn't stop glaring at her. The poor servant sobbed, "I would never think about hurting Miss Gu."

"Then what do you mean by that accusation?" Mandy furrowed her eye brows. She wanted to beat Tracy up. None of the servants dared to help the poor maid when they heard what was happening in the kitchen. Only Sherry bravely stood in front of Tracy.

"What are you doing? How dare you!" Mandy faltered when Sherry stood in front of her.

"Mrs. Gu." Although Sherry was still young, she had been a maid in the Chen family villa for many years. Even Terence was polite to her, but everything changed after Jean came.

To put it bluntly, Jean treated these servants as if they weren't human beings.

Tracy whispered something in Sherry's ear. Sherry glared at the mother and daughter. "You two are guests, and we should respect you. But you went too far."

"What do you mean by that?" Mandy scoffed, extremely angry. She sneered and narrowed her eyes at Sherry. "Since we're both guests, then who is the master? Are you the owner of this place?"

"I didn't say that." Sherry gave a cold smile. "We all know we're servants. But you should know that the Mr. Chen has hired us to work, not to be bullied by his guests."