Revenge 83
Revenge 83
At once, the maid dropped the bedding she was holding in her hands. Her expression turned to one of panic “Mir Anderson, wwne
The three women who had been backbiting just moments ago looked almost identical in their anxious expressions Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
One of them quickly realized the situation and slapped herself several times on the face. Tim sorry, Mr. Anderson. We spoke out of turn. We didn’t mean
Anderson got up from the bed, the smell of alcohol still lingering on him.” Didn’t the Fisher family teach you any manne
The maid stammered, “No, Mr. Anderson, it’s all a misunderstanding.”
A woman in her 40s heard the commation and approached. Upon seeing Anderson in the room, she was surprised. Did he spend the night here last
night?
Julia Burch was a maid transferred from the Barlow family and had grown up watching Anderson, so her position was significant. “What happened, Mr. A
“Dismiss all the maids, Anderson replied.
Julia wanted to say something more but nodded in acknowledgment anyway. “Yes, Mr. Anderson.”
Once Anderson left, Julia glared at the maids. “Is this how you’ve been serving Mr. Anderson when I was away these past few days?”
“We didn’t.”
“If you don’t want to lose your jobs, tell me everything that has happened these past few days, Julia said seriously.
The sky was just beginning to brighten, and there weren’t many people on
the street at this hour.
Shane went to Oakware Bay to pick Mayra up. He walked upstairs and wanted to push the door open, but it was easily opened with a nudge.
When he approached, he saw bloodstains on the floor. He looked around in shock and saw that the room’s table was covered in dust, indicating that no
Feeling that something was wrong, Shane immediately called the school.
When Nina answered the phone, her tone carried some blame. “Sir, I don’t mean to criticize you, but she hasn’t been to class for a week and you don’t k
“All of her family’s contact numbers that she left for us are unavailable We can’t reach any of them. Can you guardians pay more attention to her?”
Shane didn’t have time to ask more questions. He immediately called Anderson. When the call connected, he reported, “Mr. Barlow, we’ve got a problem Something has happened to Ms. Sadler.”
Shane recounted everything he knew and saw as he hurriedly went downstairs, preparing to go to Paramount Hall.
“Ms. Sadler hasn’t been to school for a week, and there’s a dried
bloodstain in her house in Oakware Bay.”
Anderson, usually calm and composed, felt his heart skip a beat at that moment. His brows furrowed even more. “What about Paramount Hall?”
Just then, an older lady who had just returned from the market found Shane somewhat familiar. She called out to him. “Young man, you know the girl w
Shane was still on the phone with Anderson, so Anderson could clearly
hear her voice.
Shane replied, “Yes. Do you know where she went?”
The older lady said, “How would I know? I just know that a rapist assaulted the girl several days ago. When the police arrived, the ground was covered in
away and hasn’t come back since.”
What? Such a thing had happened?
Shane felt uneasy too. Frowning, he asked in a deep voice, “Didn’t anyone nearby hear her screaming for help at that time?”
“Oh, everyone was out working during the day. Who would be at home? Such a poor girl. She’s ruined just like that.”