Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies
Chapter 835: You don't have to pretend

Hearing this, Bonnie was stunned.

"You want to live in the Grant Residence? No!" Bonnie said no.

That's the Grant family's chassis, how can Ms. Michelle live there!

"I shouldn't have to ask your permission to make a decision." Ms. Michelle's tone was cold and unaffected, "If you don't think it's appropriate for me to stay in the Grant Residence, I can also stay in the Sunshine Villa."

After a pause, he turned his head sideways again and glanced at Bonnie out of the corner of his eye, "So you can be reunited with those five little brats, how about that?"

.." Bonnie's fist clenched and finally unclenched feebly.

She admits that Ms. Michelle successfully threatened her.

The Grant Residence is more secure than moving to the Sunshine Villa.

And, as Ms. Michelle said, her opinion doesn't matter at all.

The car soon arrived at the Grant Residence.

When they found out that Ms. Michelle was moving in, the housekeeper led a group of people to stand at the door to stop them, with a sad expression, "This is Ms. Stewart's place, it belongs to the Grant family, you don't deserve to come in!"

"Now that the Grant family is in William's hands, you guys can get out if you can't stand it, and I'm too dirty for the people Aliyah used anyway!" Ms. Michelle said.

When they heard that they were going to be fired, those servants' eyes started to waver.

After all, you can't replace a job like the Grant Residence out there that pays a lot of money for a lot of work!

Forced to live under pressure, most people have hung their heads and made way for a lane.

Only the housekeeper and a few scattered servants are left holding on.

Ms. Michelle was too stingy to even give a look, and turned her head directly to the group of servants, "These people are fired, you guys, throw them all out!" "Okay Ms. Michelle!" The wall-to-wall servants immediately took action and blew those servants out of the Grant Residence.

When it was the housekeeper's turn, Ms. Michelle changed her mind.

"You stay and continue to serve me."

The butler, who was in his fifties, was so angry that his white hair shook in the wind and his shoulders shook violently as he spat viciously with red eyes toward Ms. Michelle. "I'm not going to serve you, just die trying!" The butler cursed angrily.

Ms. Michelle expression bland, "not to serve can also be, but you are a housekeeper, should have signed a labor contract, if you leave now, to pay for breach of contract, and now the Grant Residence changed hands, I still have to inventory things, you rush to run, is stolen?"

"......Milana, don't you bully people too much!" The housekeeper was furious, "You are too vicious!"

"Your son is working in a foreign Fortune 500, right? In fact, my HT Company also has cooperation with those companies, do you want me to say hello and take good care of him?" Ms. Michelle stretched out her hand and admired her red nails.

The butler was defeated in the end.

"You have half an hour to gather yourself and come over to make me tea." Ms. Michelle tilted her head, like a proud peacock, and passed in front of the butler.

The servants hooted and hollered, all following behind them.

The butler's whole body lost its strength and fell straight to the ground, panting heavily.

"Are you okay?" Bonnie didn't follow forward, but held out her hand toward the butler.

The housekeeper, however, did not appreciate it at all and slapped Bonnie's hand away fiercely.

"You don't have to pretend, now that you and Milana are in cahoots, Ms. Stewart is dead and Mr. Grant is dead, you must be happy, right?"

The company's main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.