Chapter 212
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Rachael’s suspicion toward Julia intensified as she said, “You were near the security and surveillance area. What were you doing there? Were you the one who ruined Miss Harper’s clothes?”
Julia’s anxiety spiked, regretting not taking Brenna’s advice seriously and her decision to check the surveillance footage, which now made Rachael suspicious of her.
Her thoughts flickered to the storage room near the surveillance room, which housed the Harper family’s seldom-used belongings and daily essentials like hygiene products.
Luckily, her quick thinking had led her to take a pack of sanitary pads from the storage room earlier.
Holding them up to Rachael, she said, “I just went to get these. Why are you making such accusations? Just because there’s an incident, you are paranoid. You can’t accuse me of something without proof.”
Rachael saw the sanitary pads but made no apology for her unfounded suspicion. Instead, she scolded Julia, “Are you raising your voice at me? The incident happened, and now, everyone is a suspect. Your behavior is suspicious, so what’s wrong with me asking?”
Julia responded sharply, “Why would anyone here be a suspect? The Harper family compensates the servants well, and we enjoy our work. No one would risk losing their job over this. Plus, Miss Rosie Harper’s clothes are valued in the millions.”
None of us could cover that cost even if we saved for a lifetime. If a servant were responsible, they’d face jail. I doubt any servant is involved. Rachael, even if you want to impress Rosie, you should think more logically.”
She then rolled her eyes and walked off, muttering under her breath, “What an idiot.”
Rachael was seething with anger, but she couldn’t deny that Julia had a valid point.
She muttered to herself, “Could it be Brenna who did this? But Brenna wasn’t at home this afternoon.”
In the surveillance room, Ernst was speaking to Rosie. Holding his phone, he asked, “Should we involve the police?”
Rosie’s day had been difficult. Her two friends had suffered because of a reckless suggestion she made, and they had complained to her for hours. After persistent persuasion, she calmed them by promising additional business orders for their families, Higgins and Morrison. Sylvie and Vivian eventually forgave her, further soothed by the shopping cards she provided, each loaded with a significant amount of money.
Rosie said, “Forget it; I’ll just consider myself unlucky this time. If this becomes public, it’s the Harper family that will be humiliated. It’s only a few dresses, after all. Let’s not bother the police.”
The following morning, Harlan awoke in his hospital bed, and his first act was to check the stock prices for the Moreno family on his phone.
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