Chapter 3 - Go Call the Butler Yourself!


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    The sudden splash of water catching me off guard seemed far too bold a move for any ordinary maid. Could it be that those disgruntled maids from yesterday sought revenge?


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    Why, you ask? Oh....cause there''s been murder. Who''s been murdered, you ask? Oh, it''s my beloved nanny. The doctor''s trying his best to save my nanny''s life, while the butler is desperately searching for clues to catch the killer before they strike again. The tension in the room is palpable as time ticks by, with each second feeling like an eternity in this deadly game of cat and mouse. But I swear by the heavens and the hell that I will not let this woman stand on her feet again.


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    ....Mother............mother.............do I consider this my last chance, mother?


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    His logic was sound, and I couldn’t deny it. If I said more than necessary, I would only dig my own grave deeper.


    If I reported the murder, my suspicion would likely decrease. I nodded slowly, the decision settling in my mind like a stone.


    His offer caught me off guard, and I felt a flicker of something—hope or perhaps dread. There was a sincerity in his voice that contrasted sharply with his intimidating presence. Yet, a nagging doubt lingered in my mind, whispering that there was more to his intentions than he let on. I was caught in a web of uncertainty, and as much as I wanted to trust him, I knew I was treading dangerous ground.


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    To be Continued...