"Watch your attitude! She is nothing but our servant. Whether she works for our family or not is up to me. If I don't want her to work here, she has to leave! Does my retaining or firing servants require your approval?" Mr. Woods was so furious he stood up from the sofa.

Mrs. Woods saw her husband that her husband was furious, and she knew she did not need to add fuel to the fire.

"Lucas, did you know that your father went to the Shaw family to apologize…"

"You shut up!" Lucas glared at Mrs. Woods and said, "You poisoned my dog. Now, you fired my servant. Why don't you kick me out of the house altogether?"

"What do you mean by your servant? What? Just because you spent a few days with that ugly woman, you have feelings for her? Lucas, you better understand whose house you are staying in and who is putting the food on the table. Your servant was hired with my money, too!" Mr. Woods' blood pressure was increasing. His face was flushed and his glare was sharp.

"Then, I'll leave!" Lu