"Helma, what's wrong? What happened? Don't let Madam hear you shouting. Madam had not been in a good mood recently. Also, there are important guests i n the house today,” Another maid kindly reminded Helma.
Helma sneered instead. "Lyann, you could tell who this woman was, right? The dirty and smelly woman that our Young Master Ford brought back from prison six years ago. We were the ones who bathed her back then. She was all smelling and was covered in bruises from being with men." 1
Lyann was instantly surprised, "Her!”
"It’s her! Look at her, she is more decent now compared to back then, but she’s still a mess. I don't know how she broke in. I guess the gatekeeper had dozed off, and this woman took advantage of it." The contempt in Helma’s tone and the gaze towards Sabrina was as if she hated dirty stray dogs and cats.
Lyann was even worse. "Hey, that might not be necessarily true. Perhaps this woman was involved with a certain male servant at our mansion, especially the old male servants. She might be here to look for that old male servant."
"It had to be Bill!" "That piece of trash was already more than 60 years
old, but he had a glow recently. Perhaps he was involved with his woman."
Lyann asked Sabrina, "Hey, female prisoner, I'm asking you. Were you involved with Bill? What did you like about Bill? Did you like that he was more than 60 years old so that he could love you like your father?"
"If you wanted men that were above sixty years old, I would find a bunch for you."
Helma bursted out laughing with her mouth wide open. She laughed while scolding Sabrina, "Don't just stand blankly over here. We were talking to you. Didn't you hear it? Were your ears covered in earwax?
"We were talking about you!"
"What were you doing being stunned there?”
"Were you involved with Bill?"
"Hey, that’s not right, Helma." Lyann suddenly recalled something. "Master Sebastian captured this woman from out of town. How dare she get involved with the servant at our Ford residence!"
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