"For the past two years, while the matriarch has been bedridden, you two moved in and took over, but you've never once cared about our well-being.
Fine. We put up with it for the matriarch's sake. We stayed here, diligently watching over this house for her, waiting for her to return. We saw it as our duty, a way to repay her kindness over the years—to protect this house and keep an eye on things.
But now, this place doesn't feel like a home anymore. It's just a playground for you and your mother to throw your weight around. So, we're all quitting."
"She's right! We quit!"
"I'm quitting, too!"
One after another, the servants stepped forward, united in their decision.
Martha watched them, a sense of solidarity in the air, and scoffed. "Bella Ward, we can no longer protect this house for the matriarch. After all, we're just servants, and you're the masters now. But we can choose to quit. We're leaving right now. You can do whatever you want with this place. We can't fight it, so we won't. You wanted us to clear out the room for you, right?
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