"You probably don't know, but I was brought here by Miss Hayes," Butler White explained casually. Then, as if recalling something, she smiled smugly.

"I suggest you restore this area to its original state and replant the orchids. That way, when Miss Hayes returns, she won't hold you accountable. Otherwise, even if I stay silent, Mr. Reid will make sure you're thrown out."

Selina's eyes flickered. Suddenly, she asked, "Who am I?"

Butler White was caught off guard. "You…"

"I am Logan's lawful wife, the mistress of Sapphire Valley Villa," Selina said slowly and deliberately.

"In my own home, I can plant a few flowers without being held accountable by an outsider, don't you think?"

This mother and daughter had been passive-aggressively insinuating that she wasn't worthy of Logan. But so what? At least she had a marriage certificate with Logan. What did Miss Hayes have? The right to dictate her life?

Butler White's expression faltered, and she raised her voice. "That's not how it works. If you want to be Mrs. Reid, you'll need to hold onto the position. Miss Hayes treats me with respect every time she sees me, unlike you, who have no regard for your elders. You're unworthy of Mr. Reid!"

With that, Butler White lifted her foot, intending to kick Selina in the waist.

But Selina turned swiftly, catching her off guard and slamming her to the ground with ease.

Selina looked at the defeated Butler White and feigned surprise.

"An elder, you say? You're practically one foot in the grave, and yet you still can't figure out your place?"

"You, you—"

Butler White was so enraged she was about to start shouting, but suddenly, her eyes widened, and she began to cry loudly.

"Madam, have mercy! It's all my fault!"

Selina was baffled by her sudden outburst when a cold male voice sounded behind her.

"What's going on here?"

Selina froze, instinctively turning around.

Logan stood there, wearing his gold-rimmed glasses. His sharp gaze swept over the scene before landing on the kneeling Butler White.

Butler White immediately lowered her head, feigning submission. "Nothing, sir. I accidentally offended Miss Clark. It's all my fault."

Emily, on the other hand, rushed to Logan, crying loudly as she complained.

"Sir, please save us! My mom saw Miss Clark uprooting the flowers Miss Hayes planted and gently advised her, but Miss Clark went crazy and started punishing us! Look at the injury on my hand—it's all her doing!"

"And my poor mom—she's old and still had to kneel in front of Miss Clark. My mom has worked here at Sapphire Valley Villa for so many years. She may not have achieved much, but she's endured so much. How can she be treated like this…?"

Selina glanced at the injury Emily had sustained when she fell earlier and then at Butler White's kneeling posture. She clicked her tongue.

The way things looked now, it really didn't seem easy to explain…

Butler White interrupted Emily, bowing her head as she spoke humbly.

"Emily, Miss Clark is the mistress. She has every right to treat us however she wishes. But my health isn't good, and being punished to kneel all the time is too much for me to bear. If Miss Clark can't tolerate us, I'll just return to the old estate."

Selina hadn't expected someone of Butler White's age to be such a master of manipulation. She regretted not recording the interaction.

Just as she was about to speak, Logan raised his eyes suddenly, his voice raspy.

"Butler White wants to leave?"

Butler White immediately sensed something was wrong and felt a chill run down her spine. She opened her mouth to speak, but Logan cut her off.

"In that case, I'll grant your wish. At your age, it's time to enjoy your retirement."

Selina blinked and stole a glance at Logan.

He wasn't blaming her? In the past, whenever someone cried, the Clark Family would pin the blame on her. But Logan didn't even ask questions before dismissing Butler White.

A wave of warmth suddenly rose in her chest.

Butler White panicked when she realized Logan was serious. Her voice faltered as she stammered, "S-Sir, that's not what I meant, I just…"

"Not what you meant?" Logan narrowed his eyes slightly, speaking in a leisurely tone.

"Butler White, if you don't want to leave, why make a show of resigning? Or are you trying to tell me that Mrs. Reid bullied you and that I should stand up for you?"

Butler White, her intentions laid bare, swallowed nervously and stammered, "I… I only said it for your sake. Miss Clark is too arrogant, I just…"

Logan leaned closer, his voice even raspier. "This is the first time I've learned that the servants of Sapphire Valley Villa have the authority to accuse the mistress of being arrogant."

Though his lips curved slightly, the smile didn't reach his eyes, making it all the more terrifying.

Butler White felt a growing dread. But thinking of Miss Hayes, she regained some confidence.

"Sir, I was personally appointed by Miss Hayes. If she returns and finds me gone…"

"Butler White," Logan interrupted smoothly, his tone calm yet carrying immense pressure. "You've been with the Reid Family for many years."

"You should know the consequences of crossing me. Jack, take her away."

Butler White's knees gave out, and she collapsed to the ground in a panic, her face pale.

"I was wrong! It's my fault! Please spare me, sir!"

Selina blinked, a little stunned by how quickly Butler White switched tactics.

After pleading with Logan for a while, Butler White seemed to realize it was futile. She crawled on her knees toward Selina, clutching at her feet.

"Madam, please show mercy. I know I was wrong…"

"Please, for the sake of my age, spare my life! Please, I beg you…"

Logan narrowed his eyes, shifting his gaze to Selina. He was suddenly curious to see how Mrs. Reid would handle this.

Selina blinked innocently. "Spare you? It's not impossible."

Butler White felt a glimmer of hope, but Emily scoffed coldly.

"Mom, why are you kneeling to her? She's nothing but a fool. Just a few words, and she's already letting us off the hook!"

Emily turned to leave, intending to complain to the Hayes Family's eldest daughter.

But before she could take another step, Selina let out a soft laugh, her tone light as she spoke to Butler White.

"Your daughter was disrespectful to me earlier and even tried to lay hands on me. Let's do this—you slap Emily a few times in front of me, and I'll let you both off."

The moment her words fell, silence engulfed the surroundings.

Logan let out a low chuckle. Not bad. Mrs. Reid was smarter than he expected.

Emily froze, suddenly realizing the danger. She backed away in panic. "Mom, don't listen to this wretch! She's just taking revenge—ah!"

Butler White gritted her teeth and slapped Emily hard across the face.

A few slaps were nothing compared to the wrath of Mr. Reid. That would be truly disastrous!

Hearing no indication from Selina to stop, Butler White delivered a second slap.

Before long, Emily's face was swollen and red.

Finally, Selina spoke. "That's enough. We'll leave it here."

Logan waved his hand, signaling Jack to escort Butler White and Emily out. Then, turning to Selina, he looked at her with a faint smile.

"I didn't expect Mrs. Reid to be such a fierce little leopard, striking so decisively that blood is drawn."

Selina choked on her breath. What kind of description was that?

Before she could respond, Logan spoke again, his tone unhurried.

"But… just a few slaps? Is Mrs. Reid satisfied with that?"