Chapter 913

With a murderous look on her face, Roxanne slowly walked to the window. All of a sudden, she yanked the curtains open. Nonetheless, there was no one out the window. She frowned. Could she have sensed it wrongly? But just a second before, she did have a feeling that she was being watched. She looked back toward the maid who was still on her knees. Feeling annoyed, she growled, "Why are you still here?" The maid shuddered. She nodded immediately and said, "I'll leave right now." She scurried out, afraid that Roxanne would take back her words. Meanwhile, Suzanne was seated on the topmost slab out the window that was made to block out the wind and the rain, listening quietly to the conversation indoors. The rules at the Bell residence made it feel like they were still stuck in olden times. Roxanne arranged the fresh flowers in a vase as if she was once again the educated and well-mannered heiress that she was. Not a tinge of viciousness from earlier could be seen. As for the