Chapter 595


    Upon hearing those words, Yuna’s entire demeanor shifted, her reaction as explosive as a startled alley


    cat with its fur standing on end.


    “Hold on a sec, Sadie, what are you implying? You’re not trying to shift the me on me, are you? Are


    you saying that I drugged my own son?”


    Her reaction was so over the top that to Sadie, it screamed guilty conscience.


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    But Sadie couldn’t be too blunt. For starters, shecked evidence. Secondly, she was just a maid,


    hardly in a position to take on the Fitzgeralds.


    That’s when Marguerite, who had been silent until then, stepped out from behind Frederick and asked


    a question in the calmest tone – a question that sent shivers down Yuna’s


    spine.


    “Sadie just mentioned you were in the kitchen, but she didn’t say you poisoned anyone. Why so quick


    to defend yourself?”


    Yuna felt her heart leap into her throat, scrambling for a reason, any excuse, and all she could muster


    was a hysterical retort aimed at Marguerite, “Shut it, Marguerite! What’s it to you, anyway?”


    “You’re slinging mud my way and then asking what’s it to me? Yuna, you sure have a talent for talking


    your way out of anything. But since you’ve decided to drag me into this, let’s set the record straight. Tell


    me, why were you in the kitchen two days ago?”


    Cornered by the direct confrontation, Yuna couldn’t mask her panic.


    She knew there was no dodging the bullet today!


    What had she told Sadie again?


    Looking for her phone? That was it! She was there to look for her phone! Yuna rapidly regathered her


    wits.


    “I lost my phone, okay? I went to the kitchen to look for it. I’ve got loads of important work stuff on


    there, I had to search everywhere!”


    Marguerite smirked, “If it was that urgent, why did you have to think so hard when I just asked you? Or


    were you, in fact, not looking for your phone at all?”


    Yuna hadn’t expected Marguerite to be so quick on the uptake, catching her slip-up in a matter of


    seconds, leaving her nearly hopping mad, “So what if I forgot? You think everyone’s as scheming as


    you, keeping track of every little thing? I was just looking for my phone! Sadie knows that!”


    Marguerite turned to Sadie without hesitation and asked, “Sadie, did Yuna find her phone when she left


    the kitchen?”


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    Sadie pondered for a moment, then shook her head. “No, Ms. Marguerite. In fact, Ms. Yuna didn’t seem


    to be looking for anything. She just stood by the dining table, lost in thought. And at the time, there


    were three sses of milk sitting on the table.”


    Marguerite raised an eyebrow, meeting Yuna’s frantic gaze, and pressed on, “You lost your phone but


    weren’t looking for it? So please, enlighten me, what exactly were you doing standing by the dining


    table?”


    Yuna felt the pressure closing in, Marguerite’s impassive face on one side, the united front of Frederick


    and Robert on the other. A shiver ran down her spine involuntarily, but words


    failed her.


    “…I…” Yuna stuttered, unable to articte a defense.


    To Frederick, the answer was clear as day. His eyes narrowed with resolve; just as he was about to


    order Yuna to be thrown out, a timid housemaid stepped forward.


    Head bowed, she dared not meet anyone’s gaze. Her voice was a frightened stammer,


    quieter than a whisper, “I’m…I’m so sorry… Mr. Winston, this… this might be my fault… I brought the


    poisoned nt to the mansion…”