In Harriet’s room, the meows were heard.
Gianna Morris pretended not to hear it.
She purposely told Harriet the message she wanted to convey to Florence Walker.
After saying that, she admonished, “Make sure to wait until Miss Florence has settled her mind before
you tell her.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Harriet felt panicked and her face looked pale at that moment.
Probably she didn’t even hear what Gianna had said.
Gianna pretended not to notice the change of her expression, then she turned around and left.
Before she left, she had turned off the audio inside her pocket as she was afraid that Harriet would
suspect as the meows would be gone suddenly after she left.
Of course.
Looking at her current state, she probably wouldn’t have thought that much.
When Gianna left the room, she deliberately left the door to be half-open.
At that time, Harriet was in an abnormal state of panic and she couldn’t discover it at all.
She only vented out her entire emotions completely after she saw Gianna leave her room.
Her eyes were extremely red.
The tears kept rolling down from her eyes.
Her mouth kept mumbling, “Pamilla, it wasn’t me who wanted to kill you, it really wasn’t me. Miss
Florence was the one who asked me to do it. If you’ve any grievances and want to revenge, just go to
her okay? Don’t come to me. I just want to make a living, I’m just trying to keep my current job. I need
to support my family. I beg you, don’t come to me okay …”
She was distressed in the room.
In fact, after Pamilla was drowned, she couldn’t accept it somewhat. After carrying its corpse and acting
out a scene with Miss Florence according to her instruction, she locked herself in the room. Its
appearance still remained in her mind as Pamilla was pop-eyed and stared at her.
She regretted that she had done this for her job and killed her conscience!
As she thought of Pamilla, she freaked out in an unusual way.
In the end, Pamilla was brought up by her and she looked after it like her own child.
Apart from Miss Florence, it was clingy to her also.
Yet, she had killed it herself. She had killed her own “child”.
She couldn’t take it anymore and hid in her room to adjust her emotions.
To her surprise, Missus came looking for her.
She had barely managed to get by and made herself not to be suspected, but she suddenly heard its
mournful cry since Doreen Herbert came to her. Now she had heard it again when Missus came …she
had thought it was just a hallucination, but it was so real!
As she remembered Missus said that cats had spirituality, she was really frightened at that moment.
No.
She wanted to bury Pamilla.
She wanted to bury it properly and find a master to release its soul from purgatory so that it could rest
in peace.
This was what she thought.
She sprinted for the door.
As she just turned around, she was shocked at once.
She saw Missus who was at the doorway and hadn’t left at all.
Evidently…
Evidently, she watched her leaving just now.
How come she was back again now?
What she had just mumbled …
It mustn’t have been heard.
She kept reassuring herself and trying to make herself look normal at that moment, “Is there anything
else for Missus?”
Gianna looked at her coldly and said bluntly, “Did Florence instruct you to kill Pamilla?”
“No!” she hurriedly opposed it and she looked agitated unusually.
It was the appearance of trying to cover up after being exposed.
“It’s not like that! Miss Florence loves Pamilla so much. How could she have killed it? Don’t wrong her
as she is a good person and she is kind-hearted. She doesn’t even dare to kill an ant, how could she
possibly do something so vicious, how could she …” The words that reached her mouth came to an
abrupt end.
It was because Gianna took out her phone and the screen showed the scene of her muttering to herself
just now.
Apparently, it had been filmed by Gianna.
She looked at Gianna in disbelief.
She had guessed that Gianna had heard what she said just now, but she didn’t expect at all that she
had even captured the video.
She had intended not to admit it.
There was just two of them anyway and Gianna couldn’t do anything to her if she didn’t admit it.
As long as she gritted her teeth, she would be fine.
Yet now.
Right now.
The evidence was already conclusive and it was hard for her to vindicate herself.
Harriet was terrified, looking at Gianna in front of her with her face expression stiffened.
The next second, there was a thud.
She knelt in front of her heavily, “Missus, please don’t tell old master and Madame Walker. Please don’t
tell others, I don’t want to lose this job, I don’t want. I still have to raise my younger brother and sister.
They won’t be able to study if I lose my job. I beg you.”
As she said, her tears and snot kept rolling down her face.
She looked distressed.
Gianna put the phone down and looked indifferent to her excruciating pain.
She said, “This is not your fault also. It’s Florence who asked you to do this.”
“Miss Florence, Miss Florence also …” Harriet still wanted to take sides with Florence.
“Actually I know very well the reason why she did it. You don’t need to explain for her. If you really want
me to help you to stay in the Walker family or get a generous compensation even if you’re kicked out of
the Walker family, just do what I say and I promise to let you go in style,” Gianna said word by word.
She disbelieved it somewhat.
Gianna didn’t delay and directly told Harriet about her arrangement.
She hurriedly shook her head, “No, I can’t, I can’t betray Miss Florence. She has treated me well, I
can’t betray her.”
“Whether it is betrayal or not, it’s already a fact. As long as I show the video to the Walker family, do
you think you can still cover up anything? Or else you can just make up a lie and say that I’ve forced
you to take this video,” Gianna said in a cold voice.
“No, no, no. I wouldn’t dare. I wouldn’t dare to wrong Missus.” She was shocked and denied it hastily.
Gianna had expected that Harriet didn’t have the guts to do so.
Moreover, from the way she blamed herself for Pamilla’s death, she could basically conclude that she
wasn’t bad in personality, so she could still negotiate with her properly.
“Then tell the truth.” She kindly persuaded, “Besides, you’re not betraying her at all, but you’re helping
her. You should be clear that it’s not right for her to do so, right?”
She didn’t answer, she just bit her lips tightly and felt overwhelmed.
“Isn’t it wrong as Florence likes Kingsley Walker?!” Gianna said openly.
Harriet was stunned.
She looked straight at Gianna.
She seemed to be amazed as how Gianna would know it.
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