Chapter 874


    "Are you hungry? I prepared some chicken soup for you. Have some. It''ll help with the heat stroke."


    Scarlette adjusted the bed and brought a bowl of chicken soup she had lovingly made for Raeleigh.


    Raeleigh reached out her hand to take it, sipped it, and asked, "You know how to cook chicken


    soup?"


    "I am an orphan after all. What don''t we orphans know?" Scarlette sat by her side and Raeleigh was


    momentarily stunned. She raised her head and looked at Scarlette. She did not speak but ate the


    chicken soup in her hand quietly.


    Raeleigh handed over the small bowl to Scarlette after she finished eating. Then, she took a look at


    the weather outside and said, "What day is it today?"


    "It''s Thursday," Scarlette answered while putting the small bowl aside. Raeleigh looked at her


    quizzically. "Isn''t it Wednesday."


    "Wednesday has passed. You''ve been sleeping for a day." Scarlette turned around and sat down,


    Raeleigh knew only then that she had been in hospital for a whole day.


    "How did you answer them about the matter with Quirina?" Raeleigh asked. It urred to her that


    they were here because Quirina wasunching an investigation on them.


    With a look of disapproval on her face, she replied, "What could I say? I simply kept silent."


    "You didn''t say a word?" Raeleigh was quite surprised. Scarlette said, "Haven''t you learnt anything


    from the TV shows? I have the right to remain silent."


    Raeleigh froze for a moment and then burst intoughter. "You really have a solution for


    everything."


    "This is barely a solution. It''smon sense. When in an unknown territory, before you have


    ascertained your enemies'' motives towards you, you must not simply open your mouth or else you


    might fall into their trap and be killed by them for saying the wrong thing." Scarlette remembered


    clearly these words that her master, Alvin, had taught her. Thinking about him, she started to miss


    him.


    Raeleigh thought about what she said and thought that Scarlette made a lot of sense. She nodded


    and moved to get out of bed. "I want to go to the bathroom."


    "I''ll help you."


    "Alright."


    Scarlette helped Raeleigh to the toilet. After she went in, Raeleigh looked up at the surveince


    camera in the ward and squeezed out a smile at it.


    Jepherson stood up from his seat, picked up a cup of tea on the desk, and blew on it while walking.


    Stuart stood aside. The young master had not slept for the whole day and kept sipping on the tea. If


    this went on, then he wouldn''t be sleeping that night either.


    "Stuart."


    "Young Master."


    "Let the Old Madam know of this matter." Jepherson drank his tea and stood by the window, looking


    down. Stuart thought for a moment before replying, "Yes, sir."


    Marissa was admiring the flowers at home when she heard some of the servants gossiping about


    something. She turned and asked them, "What are you discussing today?"


    The few servants quickly replied, "Madam, it''s nothing much."


    "Nothing? What is it then that I heard about something happening at the university?" Marissa looked


    at these servant girls whom she had spoiled. These girls had followed her here from A City. So, they


    knew the Old Madam very well. They were favored upon in the Ink Garden. Even when the old


    caretakers of this ce saw them, they would be respectful to them.


    Marissa liked them because they were sensible and obedient. What was wrong with them that day?


    They had acted out of ce and were gossiping at the side.


    "Old Madam, you''d better see it yourself." The maid saw that Marissa was unhappy, so she hurried


    to turn on the TV to show Marissa. Marissa nced at them, and just like the Queen Mother from


    the Victorian era, she walked to the couch with a regal air and sat down.


    The TV had already been set to the news channel, and Marissa saw the explosive news just as she


    sat down.


    It had been noted that the daughter of the Moore family''s mistress had fought over Jepherson


    Richards with another woman. She also took advantage of the Moore family''s influence in this


    matter tond the woman in the police station, which forced the woman to be hospitalized on


    ount of the harsh interrogation by the police. This matter had attracted attention from all walks of


    life. Even the school was denouncing the police station. The student union had also organized a


    demonstration for justice just outside the police station.


    Marissa pped her hand on the table. "How shameless could the Moore family be! How dare an


    insignificant mistress'' daughter do that? What does she take the Richards family for? Does she


    think that the hallways of Richards Manor are for anyone to walk all over? Even if she was the


    legitimate daughter of the Moore family, her status would still be subject to consideration, what more


    that she was the daughter of a mistress."


    "Old Madam, don''t be angry. It''s bad for your health. Madam Jenna will reprimand us when she


    comes back." The servant was busyforting Marissa and to which she replied smoothly, "Don''t


    tell Madam Jenna about this. If word gets out to her, then I''ll be looking to you all for an


    exnation..."


    After all, Madam Jenna was rted to the Moore family and being such a kind person, she would


    be sure to forgive them.


    The servants looked at each other and promised her.


    Marissa had finally seen through the Moore family. They were too shameless!


    "Is the young master at home?" Marissa thought of her grandson. Such a big thing had happened


    outside, yet he did not let slip even the slightest piece of news. He had indeed grown up and his


    wings had toughened.


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    Marissa ordered someone to get Jepherson on the line. Upon receiving the call, Jepherson returned


    to the Ink Garden from his matters outside.


    Marissa had made a phone call to Deanna early in the morning. She had called under the pretense


    of enquiring about the matter. However, in reality, she had meant it as a show of solidarity for


    Deanna and to exin the Richards family''s position, so that she would not misunderstand them.


    Unfortunately, what she got in return was Deanna defending Raeleigh for a good part of the


    conversation.


    When Marissa put down the phone, she sympathized with the girl and pitied Raeleigh for getting


    caught in this matter, simply because she was poor and had no backing, bing the prime target


    for Quirina Moore to bully. She too felt that Raeleigh had been unjustly used.


    However, Marissa also had her own thoughts. In order to protect and hold on to Deanna, she


    couldn''t care too much for Raeleigh either.


    When Jepherson''s car arrived outside the house, he was barely awake from his sleep and the


    minute he got out of the car, he was observed by Marissa, who was at the doorstep.


    Jepherson walked towards Marissa and he then called out to her, "Grandma."


    "You still know then that I am your grandmother? Such a big thing has happened, but it was kept a


    secret from me. I wonder what your intentions are," Marissa said to Jepherson, but she knew him


    very well and her eyes carried a hint of pity.


    "I was afraid that you would get angry, so I daren''t let you know. How did you know, Grandma?"


    Jepherson walked to Marissa''s side and held her hand. The grandmother and her grandson walked


    hand in hand into the house and Marissa saidically, "How could I not know? It was all over the


    news. The entire Capital City knows about it."


    Jepherson hadn''t taken a rest for 24 hours. There were dark circles under his listless eyes, but he


    did not say anything.


    Marissa nced at her grandson. "Deanna has already told me about this. It has nothing to do with


    you. But this girl born out of wedlock from the Moore family has gone too far. It doesn''t matter if she


    wants to shame herself. However, if she implicates the Richards family, then it''s her fault. I don''t


    know how the Moore family manages their children. They''re so ill- mannered, yet they''re standing


    up for her."


    "Yousif has always doted on his mistress. If not for her lowly status, then he would have brought her


    into the family officially a long time ago. He wouldn''t have waited until today. But the fact that this


    thing happened now is not a surprise," Jepherson said calmly. Marissa looked at her grandson


    again. "What do you mean?"


    "Grandma, there''s something you don''t know. It''s one thing for Quirina to run amok in the school.


    Since she''s a member of the Moore family, as your grandson, I can ignore that and turn a blind eye


    to it."


    "But she really has a pig''s brain, and her actions are nothing a person would do."


    "How should I put it?" Marissa was then quite curious. This was shameful enough, and to think that


    Quirina could do something worse than this, was a wonder.