Only in the Hughes residence, no matter what happened to them after taking any pill—be it death—their family
members would have no way of seeking compensation from the Hughes family, even if they pursued a lawsuit.
“Wait!” Diana yelled.
Seeing their clothes, Diana had a thought. Very soon, she caught up with the maid whom she spoke with just now.
The maid’s back tensed up ever so slightly. She turned, around and asked, “What’s the matter, Ms. Winnington?”
“Your clothes.” Diana pointed at their uniform. “Does everyone working at the Hughes household have to wear the
same white uniform? Even the men?”
This time, the lady didn’t reply to Diana’s question.
Diana explained, “I’m in the fashion design industry. I think the fabric used in your uniform is of great quality.”
She didn’t even need a closer look to feel the fabric’s smooth and silky texture. The detailed embroidery on the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtuniform made it look very expensive.
Jim had used it in his uniforms.
The maid said, “Both men and women wear the same uniform, but in different colors.”
Diana thought of Jim. “What color is the men’s uniform?”
“I’m not sure. I’m new around here, and I haven’t seen any male workers thus far.”
Diana nodded in understanding. She surveyed the maid before her from head to toe, ascertaining that the maid
wasn’t lying before finally letting her go.
She was probably overthinking things. Jim had already said that he didn’t know who Matt Hughes was.
She shouldn’t associate Jim and Matt Hughes just because of a black pill that was commonly-seen everywhere.
She was sure Jim bore no ill-intentions against her.
With that in mind, Diana apologized to the maid. “Sorry for bothering you. I’ll take note of it when I go tomorrow.
Your uniform looks very good.”
The maid smiled, and looked at her huge team that had gone ahead of her.
The team consisted of a grand total of 20 people, all dressed in white uniform embroidered with silver patterns on
them. Their hair was coiled up in neat chignons, and they looked like an impressive army when walking together.
They were also very eye-catching.
The maid felt rather bad for lagging behind, and said, “If there’s nothing else, Ms. Winnington, shall I leave?”
Diana immediately stepped aside. “Sure. Thank you for today.”
Jim had delivered so many things to her, and tasked so many of his subordinates to tidy up the neighboring rooms.
Diana knew she owed him big time.
She gripped the room card in her hand, and pondered over the most appropriate way to thank Jim tomorrow when
she visited him. At the same time, she needed to reject his show of affection.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDiana was now very certain that Jim had feelings for her.
This time, Julian had gotten it wrong.
She came to Jacroaof to meet his rival in love.
Yet, that fool hadn’t contacted her until now! He also showed no signs of rushing over here.
She looked at the blacked-out screen on her phone; then at the fruits, snacks, and daily necessities piled up at the
side. Resentment gradually built up in her.
“Julian Fulcher! If you don’t come soon, I’m going to get together with Jim!” she yelled.
That was what Betty heard Diana say the moment she came out of the bathroom.
Her eyes widened, and she covered her mouth in shock. She sneakily grabbed her phone, and switched it on.
During the entire process, Betty’s mouth was wide open. She crossed her legs anxiously. Her brows were tightly
knitted, but she didn’t forget to cover the light shining from her screen to prevent Diana from finding her out.
Betty quickly typed out exactly what Diana had said in a text, then sent it to Julian.