Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 439

Chapter 439: Chapter 439

Rosemary stared into her eyes, her tone icy and mocking.

"Your beloved Martha has crossed the line more than once. I still have the video from last time. Should I have her kicked out too?"

Serena’s face turned ashen, her mind flashing back to the time when Martha purposely unscrewed the lid of the olive oil bottle, intending to cause Rosemary to slip, only for Rosemary to call up the security footage from Overwatch.

Back then, Rosemary had declared that if she ever caught them playing underhanded tricks behind her back, she would hand over the footage to the police, tell their parents, or upload it online.

Rosemary had also stated:

"If your people try to harm me, do you really think you can escape unscathed? Will our parents believe you or me?"

Edith, who was standing nearby, finally understood why Ms. Rose had chosen to hold onto the evidence rather than handing it over to the lady.

Ms. Rose had mentioned then that this evidence could merely prove Martha’s malicious intentions. If Martha insisted that it was all her idea and Serena had nothing to do with it, then Serena would start using her lifelong bond with their parents to leverage her innocence—crying in front of the elderly folks at home or even in front of her brothers.

Then, the most that would happen was a servant getting fired.

Serena, for the most part, would not be shown the door. At most, she’d face mild punishment.

But this piece of evidence, in Ms. Rose’s hands, was like a trump card, serving as a warning to them. They would surely make mistakes if they got desperate and tried to pressure Ms. Rose into deleting the footage. And when the mistakes got too big, it would be more than just a case of getting kicked out.

Looking back now, Edith couldn’t help but admire Ms. Rose’s calm and foresight.

Just then, two young maids came to Rosemary, crying.

"Ms. Rose, Ms. Rose!"

Rosemary turned around, noticing their red-rimmed eyes, and couldn’t help but ask, "What’s wrong?"

"They’ve gone too far!" Gloria pointed at Debby and Daisy, tears streaming down her face.

"They ruined all of my clothes because they have Serena and Martha backing them up! Look!"

The clothes in her hands had been shredded to pieces. This wasn’t the first time.

"My skincare products that I bought yesterday were thrown into the trash too! I confronted them on WhatsApp, and they admitted it was them! They even asked what I could do about it!" Doris showed Rosemary the chat history, her face mixed with anger and hurt.

Debby and Daisy didn’t expect these two newcomers to have the audacity to complain to Ms. Rose in front of them and were instantly outraged.

"Now that the evidence is clear, there’s nothing else to say. This house doesn’t need you two any longer."

Hearing Rosemary’s words, Debby couldn’t help but mimic Edith.

"Ms. Rose, the one who pays me is the lady. Unless they tell me to leave, no one can make me step out of this house! That includes you!"

Serena and Martha were secretly delighted, glad that someone could finally stand up to Rosemary. They decided to reward Debby with an extra drumstick later.

"Oh, fine." Rosemary pulled out her phone, dialed a number in front of them, and turned on the speaker.

"Mom, are you awake?"

"Rose dear, I just woke up. What is it you need?"

"I want to fire a couple of the staff."

"Which two pests have managed to upset you?" Louisa, sensing Rosemary’s ill temper, immediately shared her lividity.

"Debby and Daisy," Rosemary stated their names without hesitation.

"Did they dare to disrespect you? If so, I won’t let them off the hook so easily!"

Debby and Daisy, overhearing the conversation, felt a chill run down their spines.

"Not exactly disrespect—just a propensity for insolence, and they tend to bully the others."

"That’s outrageous! I pay them a few thousand dollars a month, not to act high and mighty, disrupting the harmony of my household! Those two numbskulls won’t last long in this line of work!"

Angry voices echoed from the phone, along with the sound of Louisa rummaging around her room.

"Huh, where did my slippers go?"

It seemed she was about to storm downstairs, likely to confront Debby and Daisy.

The girls panicked, instinctively wanting to flee, but they were blocked by Gloria and Doris.

"Mom, don’t worry. I can handle this." Rosemary eyed Gloria and Doris calmly.

"Since you have no objections, I’ll proceed with the dismissal."

"Absolutely, fire them! I’ll have a word with them later!" Louisa couldn’t find her slippers and muttered to herself.

"Rose, remember, you’re the apple of your father’s and my eye. In this house, you always have the right to fire anyone!"

Rosemary hung up the phone and turned to Debby and Daisy.

"Did you hear that?"

"We’re sorry, Ms. Rose. It was all Martha—"

Debby’s words were cut off as Martha gave her a harsh twist of the arm.

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

"Nothing, I didn’t say anything." Debby hung her head.

"Apologize." Rosemary didn’t care who started the trouble—they were all in it together.

Debby and Daisy hastily apologized to her and to Edith, Gloria, and Doris as well.

"We don’t need our salaries for this month, and we’ll give it to Gloria and Doris. Please, Ms. Rose, plead with Madam not to blacklist us in this industry."

"We’ll change, really. Ms. Rose!"

Rosemary pulled her hand away coldly, then turned to Martha, who had no choice but to bow her head and apologize to Rosemary, Edith, Gloria, and Doris due to the surveillance.

"Let’s dock Martha’s salary for this month as well since she’s implicated," Rosemary said with a slight smile.

"Ms. Rose, your punishment is fair." Martha had to swallow her pride for the sake of her future.

Rosemary then turned to Serena.

"Keep your people in check from now on."

Serena was furious but helpless. She had overheard her mother’s words on the phone.

Her mother had said Rosemary was her precious daughter.

Rosemary always has the right to fire anyone in this house!

At that moment, Louisa came downstairs in her slippers. Seeing both her daughters, she couldn’t help but ask,

"Where are Debby and Daisy?"

"They’ve just gone to pack their things," Rosemary replied calmly.

"Are you alright?" Louisa touched Rosemary’s head, showing her concern.

"They didn’t lay a hand on you, did they?"

Rosemary couldn’t help but smile at the thought of those two trying to hit her.

"No." Rosemary chuckled.