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Chapter 72: How Could You Treat Me Like This?

Samuel, though drenched in rain, stood upright due to his stubbornness deep within, “Maid Heather, could you please help us report this again?”

“Fine, just wait.”

Maid Heather ended the video call, dusted off the chip crumbs from her hands, then calmly headed upstairs.

Standing at the threshold of Charlie’s bedroom, she lifted her hand and gently tapped a few times on the door, “Young Master Firth Firth, Mr. Mirren and Mrs. Mirren are still standing outside in the rain.”

Charlie first reached out to feel Nancy’s forehead. Her fever had receded. He then said unhurriedly, “Maid Heather, open the door. Let them in on their own…”

At this point, he paused, “Don’t let them dirty the floor.”

“Of course!”

Maid Heather smirked, then headed downstairs.

After she pressed the gate switch, the door opened automatically. Samuel and Lily, seeing the mansion’s gate finally opened, hurriedly scampered inside.

After a few minutes of running, they finally reached the door of the villa. Just when they were about to knock, Maid Heather preemptively opened the door.

“Hold on, you two can’t go in yet.”

“Huh?”

Samuel was taken aback, “Why?”

The door was already opened for them. Why weren’t they allowed to go in?

In response, Maid Heather expressionlessly handed them a pair of disposable shoe covers per person, then she took out two disposable raincoats.

“Young Master Firth said you’re dirty. Put these on, then you can come in.” Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Samuel and Lily were dumbstruck.

How much was Charlie actually looking down on them?

Entering with raincoats and shoe covers, they weren’t treated like in–laws at all!

“Forget it.”

Samuel disregarded his self–respect, took the raincoat, and put it on. Even he dared not complain, Lily even more so. She was angry, but couldn’t say a word about it.

After both of them were properly dressed, Maid Heather led them in,

Right after “Vivian married Charlie, he moved to Europe, so Samuel and Lily had never been to his

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villa until today.

They were taken aback by the grand interior, realizing the massive gap between the rich and the ultra–rich…

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Lily looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall and quietly exclaimed in awe, “That must be a real piece, right? If so, that’s worth a fortune!”

Just as she was absorbed in her thoughts, Charlie’s indifferent voice suddenly sounded in front of them, “Just stand there. No need to come over.”

Upon hearing that, Samuel immediately stopped. Lily, not paying attention, bumped into Samuel’s back.

She had already been beaten up by Samuel today and was brimming with anger. After being drenched in the rain, they were finally able to enter the house. Even Maid Heather, a maid, was allowed to sit comfortably, but Lily had to stand in the middle of the living room, like a jester…

In an instant, her anger got the best of her. She pushed Samuel aside, assuming her mother–in- law’s posture, and yelled furiously at Charlie, “Charlie! I’m Vivian’s mother, and your mother–in–law. How could you treat me like this?”

Mother–in–law?”

Charlie leaned back leisurely on the sofa. He raised his eyes slightly, looking at them with disdain, Ha… If Vivian recognizes you as her mother, then you can be my mother–in–law. But if she doesn’t do that, then you’re even inferior to a dog in my eyes!”

Even inferior to a dog!?

Lily, trembling with anger, opened her eyes wide, and her fists clenched, “Vivian was born after ten months of my pregnancy. How can she not recognize me as her mother?”

Charlie raised an eyebrow, then said in a deep voice, “Maid Heather, go bring Vivian here!”

“What?”

Lily panicked at once!