Chapter 1973
Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
The maid was stunned. She could not believe it and did not want to accept what she heard. As the turn of events kept replaying in her mind, a pained and conflicted expression danced on her face.
âWhat do you mean? What does this all mean?â
The maid looked at Madeline and Jeremy in confusion.
They were a couple?
If that was the case, why did Madeline marry Mr. Carter?
She could not wrap her head around this.
What confused her the most was why did Carter want to bring her and Jeremy together.
âLinnie, thereâs something I need to tell you.â Jeremyâs eyes were filled with apology.
Madeline nodded. âI know what you want to tell me. This isnât the place to talk. We should go now. Iâve booked tomorrow morningâs flight for us, so weâll go home tomorrow.â
Jeremy furrowed his brows in suspicion. âWonât Carter cause trouble to you?â
Madeline smiled. âHeâs helpless now.â
After Jeremy heard that, a flabbergasted look appeared on his face, and then he smiled softly and held Madelineâs hand.
The maid looked at the backs of those two who had just turned around, and the maid, unconvinced, ran to them.
âMr. Whitman, are you going to leave like that? That was my first time. Are you going to be so irresponsible?â
Madeline and Jeremy stopped in their tracks. When Jeremy heard what the maid said, a look of annoyance crept onto his face.
He was not in a hurry to explain anything. He looked at Madeline apologetically instead.
The maid, who was feeling even more helpless now, looked at Jeremy with tears in her unconvinced and devastated eyes.
âMr. Whitman, I really like you. I consented to what happened just now, and I was also happy. So please let me go with you. I will take care of you properly in the future.â
âThatâs impossible, â Jeremy said suddenly. The way he denied her was abnormally decisive and cold.
The maidâs face froze, and suddenly, her initial grievance and despair disappeared, and her expression was replaced by an aggressive look.
âJeremy Whitman, are you really going to be that heartless?â
The maidâs tone was provoking. She was starting to threaten him.
âAlright, if youâre going to be so heartless, donât blame me for being immoral! Donât even think about leaving St. Piaf tomorrow. Iâll call the police now and Iâll tell them that you forced me to engage in sexual activities with you. When that happens, none of you can leave! â
After the maid said that, she was about to call the police.
âYouâre calling the police, right? Here, Iâll let you use my phone.â
â..â The maid was at a loss when she heard what Madeline said. She looked blankly at Madeline who just handed her the phone.
Madeline smiled instead. âArenât you calling the police? Call them now. But when they do get here, it might be detrimental to you.â
â..â The maid was confused. She asked angrily, â
What do you mean by that, Eveline?â
âNothing. I just hope that you remember what you said just now. You said that you consented to this and that youâre happy, didnât you?â
ââ¦â The maid stopped to recall what she just said. She did say something like that, but so what?
Madeline saw through what the maid was thinking at the present, and Madeline continued, âSince people around me are always framing me, I have a habit of making voice and video recordings whenever I go to a foreign place. Coincidentally, Iâve recorded everything you said just now.â
â..â The maidâs face went pale. When she saw the confidence on Madelineâs charming face, the maid suddenly lost all confidence.
Madeline had recorded her!
This meant that even if the maid were to call the police, it would be useless because she had said that she gave her consent.