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Chapter 342

    Chapter 342


    “You!” Martha barked, a sneer on her face. “What did that girl give you to defend her like this?”


    “In this house, as long as you’re a maid, you should address her as Ms. Be! Do you think you have


    the right to refer to her as ‘that girl‘?”


    Even if Arabe didn’t give her a penny, she’d still stand up for her. Not for anything else, just because


    she liked Arabe’s personality and the way she carried herself, unlike Serena, who was all pretense


    and just in annoying.


    “Serena used to treat you really well,” Martha reminded her while striding down the corridor, her gaze


    fixed ahead, a smile ying on her lips.


    “And Ms. Be has been really good to you too; how have you repaid her?”


    Edith walked side by side with her down the corridor, then turned a corner to stand in front of Arabe’s


    room, whispering, “The master and madam made it clear.. Anyone who messes with Ms. Be, anyone


    who has designs on Mr. McMin, you know what the consequences will be.”


    After saying that, she knocked on the door and respectfully announced, “Ms. Be, it’s dinner time.”


    “Heh, some people pick the wrong side, thinking they’re so clever!” Martha mocked before knocking on


    the door in a humble manner, “Serena, dinner’s ready.” Both doors opened at the same time.


    Arabe stepped out just as Serena appeared.


    Serena hesitated, reminded of the day’s unpleasantness, her resentment ring up. “Disappointed,


    aren’t you?”


    Arabe was about to walk past her when she heard this. She chuckled and said, “You really need to


    get out more. Haven’t you heard of this thing called Overwatch in Summerfield?”


    “Overwatch?” Serena blinked. She had indeed heard of it. It wasn’t your average surveince. It was


    minuscule, smaller than a grain of rice, but it could see every inch of Summerfield, down to each car’s


    te number and every person’s movement.


    It was said that it was only used by the highest level of government. Some said it was for improving the


    quality of life and safety in major cities; others said it was a trial run in Summerfield before it went


    nationwide to catch criminals:


    Some even said that a certain part of Summerfield was where the top leaders‘ families lived, hence the


    need for such security. Because of its wide coverage, as long as someone wasn’t hidden inside a


    building, their every move on the street was visible! Arabe pulled out her phone and zoomed in on


    Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    the surveince feed. “So you were the one who opened the bottle caps?”


    Serena and Martha looked at the screen to see Martha by the back of a truck, unscrewing two bottle


    caps, and then pretending to trip when she entered the house, They hadn’t expected such detailed


    surveince to exist!


    “Is this you?” Arabe smiled and said, “If your vision is poor and you can’t recognize yourself, I can


    take this downstairs for everyone to help confirm. Martha immediately fell to her knees in fear and said,


    “Ms. Be, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have wronged you.


    “What’s the point of admitting your mistake now? If this gets into the hands of the police, it’s intentional


    harm. If I had fallen because of it, you’d be looking at at least three years in prison, maybe more if the


    circumstances were serious. And the entire Collins family would hold you responsible!”


    Martha trembled with fear. “Ms. Be, what do you want me to do? As long as you don’t tell the


    madam, I’ll do anything!!


    “That depends on my mood.” Arabe put her phone away and said, “If I catch you pulling any stunts


    behind my back or bullying Edith, I might just have to hand this over to the police, my parents, or


    maybe even post it online.”


    Edith, who was standing at the side, straightened her back, and her gaze hardened at the mention of


    her name.


    “Ms. Be, I apologize for all the mistakes I’ve made in the past. I promise I won’t repeat them! Please


    delete that video.”


    “Delete?” Arabeughed coldly, saying, “I’ve already made a backup.


    Martha’s fear intensified at the news.
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