Her Vengeful Rebirth

Her Vengeful Rebirth Chapter 395 Unconcerned About Actions.

However, the moment Calista laid eyes on Yelena, those jumbled thoughts instantly faded away. Seeing Yelena opening the door with sheer joy before paling was quite a satisfying sight to Calista.

"Dad, you mentioned she chose to be a free housekeeper in our home, right?" asked Calista.

Before Benedict could respond, Yelena timidly spoke up. "Yes... Callie, I've made many mistakes in the past, so I "That's not how you should address me," Calista interrupted her, his smile appearing particularly wicked beneath the crisscrossing scars. "What should you call me?" Yelena hesitated before saying. "Ms. Calista." "Good!" Calista laughed, completely unconcerned about whether her actions were wrong or not. It was almost instinctive for her to make Yelena uncomfortable! She said to Benedict, "How can it be fair for Mdm. Langley to work in our house without a salary? Dad, you should pay her at least as much as the security guard. After all, she may not necessarily be doing a better job than him." Benedict caught Yelena's desperate plea for help in her gaze, but he didn't react, simply going along with what Calista was saying. "All right, let's do it that way." At that moment, Yelena realized who truly held the reins in this household! In her mind, she was frantically pondering about something. Isn't Calista supposed to be in the Fairchild family, rarely leaving the house? How did she return? Could it be that she cback to deal with me? Yelena clenched her fist, forcefully suppressing the surge of resentment welling up within her. Calista has everything now, so why is she still causing trouble for me? Is he not satisfied until I'm driven to my demise? She glanced at Benedict, and only then did her anxious heart settle. Anyway, as long as Benedict is still as easy to handle as before, I still have a chance.

Upon entering, Calista settled herself on the couch. Since she was often not home, Benedict was also frequently out. Thus, aside from the staff who cooked, cleaned, and guarded the house, there were no other housekeepers present Calista chuckled lightly. "Where's my coffee? It's not every day I return home. Can I not even have a glass. of water?" Upon hearing those words, Yelena instinctively looked towards Benedict. However, it seemed as if Benedict hadn't noticed her gaze at all. He simply headed upstairs to his study.

Left with no choice, Yelena could only respond, "I'm on my way...

She poured Calista a cup of mocha, but considering the extent to which Calista had wronged her, she obviously wasn't going to servé Calista sincerely Thus, Yelena spat into the coffee cup. Having fallen to such a low point, that was the only schshe had left. 08:29 Fri, 14 Jun Chapter 395 Unconcerned About Actions: Once the coffee was ready, she cautiously and timidly brought the cup over. Her thin face bore no trace of the harshness that once was. "Ms. Calist your coffee is ready." Calista merely glanced at Yelena, not taking what was offered. Instead, she looked at Yelena with a half- smile. "You were my stepmother for over a decade, Surely, you must know, I don't like mocha, right?" Yelena was taken aback. Even though she had been harshly treated by Calista for the past two years, the subconscious memories of her tormenting Calista for eighteen years always managed to creep up, causing mischief. As a result, she found herself in a conflicted state of mind. Thus, on the one hand, she feared. Calista, but on the other, she felt she shouldn't be afraid. That internal contradiction led her to be submissive yet cursing under her breath. "I... I don't know what you liked to drink..." "You don't know?" Calista chuckled softly, perched on the couch just like any other prominent young lady, her tone high and mighty. "If you don't know, then learn? Are you waiting for me, the master, to teach you how to be a housekeeper?" The veiled mockery caused Yelena to grimace.

However, she was already at her wit's end. After she had driven Matthew to illness, Hans was relentlessly berated and beaten by Matthew. He couldn't even protect himself, let alone her.

Therefore, she had no choice but to take a risk and seek out Benedict. She initially thought that as long as she behaved subserviently and played the victim, Benedict would surely be moved. However, before she could do anything. Calista returned from the Fairchild family, clearly targeting her.

Upon arriving at that thought, Yelena gritted her teeth so loudly it was audible. Calista was leaving her absolutely no way out! "Well? Get going." Calista gave her a quick glance.

Yelena suppressed the impulse to splash the coffee in her hand onto Calista's face and responded in a submissive manner, "I... I'm going right now."

Staring at her retreating figure, Calista couldn't help but chuckle. How ironic that my once high and mighty stepmother is now at then atthen mercy of her once-downtrodden stepdaughter. It must have been quite uncomfortable for her, but I find it incredibly amusing. She only remembered the Stafford family after she had no way out. Even if Dad agrees to take her in, I'm still kicking, and I won't make it easy for her! Yelena brought over a cup of cappuccino. That time, and said, "I don't really like cappuccino, either. Are you dare pull any tricks. Calista glanced at it to makedie of thirst?" At that moment, as Yelena stared into Calista's malicious gaze, she genuinely considered throwing something at the latter!

Yelena held the cup tightly, her grip unyielding! "Ms. Calista... What exactly would you like to drink?-m Search The FindNøvél.n't website on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. Her resentful gaze was fiercely suppressed beneath her mask, her thin lips taut beneath her high cheekbones, clearly at the brink of endurance.

She can't even handle this much? Calista waved her hand, somewhat bored. "Keep going, until I'm satisfied." Left with no other choice, Yelena had to turn around.