A Call That Changed Her Entire Life novel Chapter 560

Emily nodded, there was no trace of anger on her face, "I got it. Any other problems?"

Seeing her reaction, the maid felt as if she had struck cotton. She realized quite uncomfortably, that she had just met her match with passive-resistance. Still trying to provoke Emily, she said, "Don't try to play tricks."

"On you? There is no need." Speaking up, Emily smiled slowly and said, "By the way, don't stand idle, either. After all, we are both maids in this house. We should work as maids. Otherwise why do we stay here?"

She returned everything that had just been said to her.

"You..." the maid was speechless for a while, then she shrugged, "Okay, I'll do it. What difference does it make?"

Saying this, she took a rag and scrubbed the floor with Emily. She was always slack when doing her job, and now was no exception. She just scrubbed it casually.

Whereas, Emily was doing it very carefully.

How long had it been since the last time she did this kind of work?

Four years, five years or six?

The maid secretly stopped her work. Turning slightly, she looked at Emily, and raised an eyebrow at seeing how neat her work was. She stood up and quietly poured a glass of milk, which she slowly emptied on the floor in front of Emily.

She watched the milk fountain down onto the floor which had just been cleaned. It dirtied a large area.

"Why are you so useless? You cannot even clean the floor. Look at it. How dirty it is!" she taunted.

There was laughter in the maid's voice, as if she had done something extremely happy. The maid felt light of heart suddenly, for her wicked deed had brought her such delight.

Emily raised her head and regarded the antagonizing woman. Her black and white eyes were like pools of deep water, "Your name is Bonnie, right?"

Her chilly tone made Bonnie shiver. Nervously she covered the name card pinned to her chest, saying, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"No, it has nothing to do with me." Emily lowered her head, putting the rag on the snow-white milk. She used it to slowly suck up the fluid.

Not knowing why, Bonnie breathed a sigh of relief and then sneered at her.

She had thought that Emily would have been furious at her and would retaliate against her! She proved nothing more than a coward though!

How could a spineless woman like this be qualified to stand at Mr. Jacob's side? It was ridiculous!

"Hurry up and clean up the mess! Mr. Jacob did say that he would not keep useless staff." Bonnie's lips were proudly lifted. She looked at Emily in a contemptuous manner.

The next second, a dirty rag hit her full in the face, interrupting all her nonsense, "Crap!"

Having mopped the floor and sucked up the milk, the rag was wet and sticky. Bonnie's entire face was covered with the rag. The milk, which had been dyed gray with dirt, flowed into her nose and mouth, carrying a disgusting smell. Both angry and sickened by the smell, she almost gagged.

"Ah!" Bonnie screamed and threw the rag abruptly onto the floor. Her eyes were full of anger as she cursed, "Bitch! How dare you!"

"Crack!" Emily had stooped and collected the rag. She almost casually slapped Bonnie through the face with it again.

"Shut up, if you don't know how to speak."

Dirty, sticky liquid covered Bonnie's face all over again. It dripped down her neck, past her collar like a bug crawling in. It was disgusting! Her make-up was completely ruined and she was a proper mess!

"You bitch! This isn't the end!"

Bonnie was almost crazy, and she raised her hand with the intention of slapping Emily through the face.

But Emily was faster than her and she accurately grabbed her wrist with one hand, raised the other and threw back a loud slap. Her hand was still covered in sticky milk residue and she left a hand print on the offensive maid's cheek.

"Crack!"

Bonnie was confused. Little did she expect that Emily, who had looked so fragile, was actually a ruthless fighter!

"I have been wanting to do that for a long time. Thank you for giving me the opportunity." She pulled some paper towel to wipe her hand. At that moment, she heard Bonnie speaking sweetly behind her, "Mr. Jacob..."

Emily stiffened slightly. Bonnie's voice was full of grievance, as if she were terribly wronged. She complained, "This lady is not in good health. I was just trying to persuaded her not to over-exert herself. Then she hit me. Look at my face..."

Jacob hadn't expected this scene when he came downstairs. He recalled that his daughter had rushed into his study in a most aggrieved mood, vehemently needing his help.

"Daddy! You have to do something. Mommy is being bullied by one of the maids! Mommy is so weak. She may cry!"