Chapter 42 Dropping Items

• Old Mrs. Berry has had it tough in the Berry Residence. I wish I could tell Ms. Ashlyn that Old Mrs. Berry wasn’t sick at all! Horace had pierced his mother’s hand using a needle to make it look that way. Horace and Mary have been abusing her and now they’ve even accused her of stealing! Old Mrs. Berry is living worse than me right now, and I’m a servant! I’m already sweating after staying for a few minutes in this storeroom. Who knows what will happen if I let such an old woman stay here!
• “Forget it,” Susan mumbled. Her head still hurt, so she lay on her bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.
• I can’t forgive myself. Ashlyn’s mother’s death doesn’t seem natural no matter how you slice it. It must’ve been that son of mine! After Ashlyn’s finally escaped from the Berry family’s clutches, I can’t possibly drag her down any further!