Chapter: 272
But Briar had no intention to stop this punishment. �Those who collapse are scrums. They don�t deserve to stay in Hunt manor.�
�Miss Desrosiers, we really can�t run anymore. We will die if we keep on running.�
Lydia cried miserably and begged Briar pathetically.
�We have worked diligently for the Hunt family for so many years. Even if we don�t have many contributions, we have worked hard. You can�t just treat us like objects and simply throw us away. Please, Miss Desrosiers, spare us this once!�
As the servants collapsed one by one, Briar did not feel the slightest sympathy and sneered. �Weren�t you the one who said that the previous mistress was better? If you are that capable, ask her to be your savior!�
�Um��
Lydia�s face turned gloomy.
Nobody noticed that Renee was slowly approaching them.
�Yo, since when Miss Desoriers stopped being the b*tch and found a new hobby as the coach that forces people to run laps?� As if seeing her savior, Lydia shouted in tears, �Ma�am, please save us! Please!�
Briar sprang out of her recliner as if she was facing a strong enemy and shouted fiercely. �What are you doing here? Don�t you know that trespassing is illegal? I can call the police to arrest you, you know!�
�You want to call the police?�
Renee smirked. She took out her phone and dialed 9-1-1, and handed it to Briar. �Go on and ask the police to come so they can see how abusive you are.�
�When did I abuse anyone? As the mistress of this villa, I have the right to beat and scold my employees at will! These people should be punished when they make mistakes.�
She raised her chin, emphasizing the word �mistress� with a sense of smugness.
The few servants who were beaten up from the torture cowered in a corner, not daring to say a word.
�The mistress of this villa?�
Renee sneered and asked in return, �How can you prove that? Is your name on the title deed?�
�If you can�t prove your ownership of this villa, the employment relationship between you and the servants will be non�existent. and your so-called punishment can easily be constituted as a crime. As long as they want to, they can file a lawsuit and send you to jail. A sentence of three to five years will not be a problem.�
Renee�s casual remark, which could bring Briar big trouble, subdued the latter instantly.
Briar clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. �I am now pregnant with Stefan�s child. This villa will eventually be mine. Everything in the Hunt family will also be my son�s in the future. A few servants are nothing!� JrNovels.com
�Miss Desrosiers, we really can�t run anymore. We will die if we keep on running.�
Lydia cried miserably and begged Briar pathetically.
�We have worked diligently for the Hunt family for so many years. Even if we don�t have many contributions, we have worked hard. You can�t just treat us like objects and simply throw us away. Please, Miss Desrosiers, spare us this once!�
As the servants collapsed one by one, Briar did not feel the slightest sympathy and sneered. �Weren�t you the one who said that the previous mistress was better? If you are that capable, ask her to be your savior!�
�Um��
Lydia�s face turned gloomy.
Nobody noticed that Renee was slowly approaching them.
�Yo, since when Miss Desoriers stopped being the b*tch and found a new hobby as the coach that forces people to run laps?� As if seeing her savior, Lydia shouted in tears, �Ma�am, please save us! Please!�
Briar sprang out of her recliner as if she was facing a strong enemy and shouted fiercely. �What are you doing here? Don�t you know that trespassing is illegal? I can call the police to arrest you, you know!�
�You want to call the police?�
Renee smirked. She took out her phone and dialed 9-1-1, and handed it to Briar. �Go on and ask the police to come so they can see how abusive you are.�
�When did I abuse anyone? As the mistress of this villa, I have the right to beat and scold my employees at will! These people should be punished when they make mistakes.�
She raised her chin, emphasizing the word �mistress� with a sense of smugness.
The few servants who were beaten up from the torture cowered in a corner, not daring to say a word.
�The mistress of this villa?�
Renee sneered and asked in return, �How can you prove that? Is your name on the title deed?�
�If you can�t prove your ownership of this villa, the employment relationship between you and the servants will be non�existent. and your so-called punishment can easily be constituted as a crime. As long as they want to, they can file a lawsuit and send you to jail. A sentence of three to five years will not be a problem.�
Renee�s casual remark, which could bring Briar big trouble, subdued the latter instantly.
Briar clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. �I am now pregnant with Stefan�s child. This villa will eventually be mine. Everything in the Hunt family will also be my son�s in the future. A few servants are nothing!� JrNovels.com
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