Madeline stood quietly, not saying a word. Jane barely hesitated before dropping to her knees, rattling off apologies at lightning speed. If Madeline didn’t forgive them now, she’d be painted as the villain, heartlessly bullying a grieving widow and her child.
Ray’s face turned dark right away, just as she expected.
Alianna stumbled over, crying as she reached to help her mother. “Mom, it’s all my fault. I’m the one who upset Madeline by being careless. Please don’t kneel for me. I’ll apologize to Madeline myself.”
Without warning, Alianna folded onto her knees next to Jane, her pale face streaked with tears as she pleaded with Madeline.
“Madeline, I swear, I didn’t mean to wear your clothes or try on your jewelry. I already explained—I slipped and got my clothes soaked, so I went to that room to change. I didn’t even know it was your jewelry. I just thought it looked pretty and tried it on for a second. I didn’t steal anything, I promise.”
Alianna’s tears were almost theatrical, mingling with Jane’s. Their sobs echoed through the living room, one after the other.
Madeline stood there, cool and unreadable, watching them in silence.
Without a word from Madeline, Jane and Alianna snuck a look at each other, both trying to guess what Madeline was thinking.
Ray didn’t say a thing. He just sat there with a stone-cold face, quietly smoking.
The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife.
Finally, Ray flicked his cigarette into the ashtray. He waved for the maid to help Jane and Alianna up.
Once they were seated again, Ray raised his eyes to Madeline. She stayed where she was, perfectly calm and untouched.
“Nothing to say?” Ray asked.

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