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“Also, Ms. Marsh’s menstrual cycle is normal. Her period ended two days earlier, but Ms. Gianna told me to inform

you that Ms. Marsh has hormonal imbalances and missed her period.”

Gianna’s face fell, and she exploded in anger, “What nonsense—”

Wyatt shot her a warning look, and she recoiled a few steps, swallowing the rest of the sentence.

“Anything else?”

“Yes.” Heidi continued in a fit of sobbing, “Once Ms. Marsh came down with a fever, a very high fever. I wanted to

phone you, but Ms. Gianna told me not to bother you. I suggested calling a doctor, which she didn’t allow either.

“Ms. Gianna assigned me the task of leaving Ms. Marsh’s meals at her door so she can get them herself. It’s not

that Ms. Marsh is a picky eater but that Ms. Gianna told us to limit her servings. She pays us whenever we follow her

orders and physically and verbally abuses us if we don’t, claiming that she’s the mistress of the house and that we

must obey her.”

Wyatt maintained an expressionless face, but inwardly, he was overcome with the urge to strangle Gianna.

“Are you the only one working for her?” he questioned.

“Her, her, and her. They are under Ms. Gianna’s payroll too.” Heidi pointed at a few housekeepers. “We all take

turns bringing Ms. Marsh food.”

Gianna raced over and tried to defend herself. “She’s falsely accusing me, Mr. Lopez! I have no ill will against Ms.

Marsh and would never harm her. They’re all conspiring against me!”

“You have to believe me, Mr. Lopez! I’m innocent!” She raised three fingers. “I swear on my entire family that I

didn’t do any of the things they accuse me of!”

Wyatt patted her cheek and smiled. “I never said I didn’t believe you. Why are you in such a hurry to swear an

oath? The housekeepers did it, after all, and you only verbally abetted them. What good would it do to swear?”

He had seen through Gianna’s ploy, and a chill ran from her toes to the top of her head.

She forced herself to calm down and told herself to insist she was being slandered regardless of what the

housekeepers claimed since there were no surveillance cameras.

“What Heidi said is true. Ms. Gianna is behind all of this.”

“Yes, Mr. Lopez. She beats and scolds us if we don’t follow her orders.”

“Mr. Lopez, we didn’t mean to make things difficult for Ms. Marsh. This is simply Ms. Gianna’s animosity toward Ms.

Marsh.”

The housekeepers who were initially afraid of Wyatt began to speak up after Heidi exposed the truth, hoping that

he would show them leniency.

Gianna paled and quickly played the victim. “Well, you alleged that I abused all of you and mistreated Ms. Marsh.

Where’s your proof, then? Do you have wounds on your body to prove that I beat you all?”

The housekeepers’ silence bolstered her confidence, and she straightened her spine. “You don’t have concrete

evidence, yet you vilify me!”

“We have proof that you paid us,” one of them said and took out a wad of money from her pocket. “This is what

you gave me the day before yesterday when you asked me to turn off the water heater in Ms. Marsh’s room.”

Wyatt’s gaze darkened.

Gianna casually barked a laugh. “I’m never more than a phone call away from having someone go grab something

for me. I do not need to leave the mansion, so why would I have so much cash on me?”

Anxiety was reflected in the housekeeper’s voice. “You gave me this money. It has your fingerprints all over it!”

“All right. Let’s have Mr. Lopez get someone to dust it and see if it has my prints,” Gianna said confidently, not at all

worried.

Fortunately, I consider skin contact with the housekeepers to be filthy and would always wear gloves when handing

them money.

God must be on my side!

The housekeepers couldn’t argue with Gianna, and their eyes started to redden in frustration when they realized

the mansion didn’t have surveillance cameras.

Gianna chuckled smugly and said in a plaintive voice, “Look, Mr. Lopez, they are dragging my name through the

mud, accusing me of mistreating them and Ms. Marsh. You have to seek justice for me!”

In response, Wyatt tipped his head up and gazed at the luxurious chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

A few beats later, he turned to a housekeeper and instructed, “Get a ladder and take out the object inside.”

There was a switch in Gianna’s expression, and her panicked gaze flew to the chandelier. Her heart started

pounding when she couldn’t see anything amiss amid the glittering lights.

Two housekeepers carried over the ladder and propped it under the chandelier.

One of them climbed up, removed a black box from within, and handed it to Wyatt.

He nonchalantly fiddled with the black box and waited for a housekeeper to bring over a laptop before plugging it

in. The screen displayed the surveillance footage of the foyer after a few clicks.

He rewinded to the first day Gianna arrived and turned up the volume. The footage started playing, showing Jessica

heading downstairs to prepare food but passing out in the kitchen before Gianna began ordering the housekeepers

about. It then showed Gianna inviting her friends over for card games, Heidi hurrying downstairs to call Wyatt but

being stopped by Gianna, her conversation with her friends during the card game, and them advising her to buy

expired food for Jessica. The scene where Gianna ordered Heidi to take the contraceptive pill from her room to add

into the milk was also projected for all to see.

Wyatt saw red. He had been completely unaware of the full extent of abuse Jessica had endured while he wasn’t

around.

No wonder she lost weight. It isn’t because she was finicky, but because the housekeepers were limiting her meals

and giving her unnutritious foods. She was confined to the third floor and couldn’t come downstairs either after the

instructions I left to the housekeepers.

Gianna had no idea there would be a surveillance camera hidden in the chandelier, and she was horrified at how

the situation was unfolding.

Her hands and feet grew cold, and she stammered, “It was just a momentary lapse of judgment on my part, Mr.

Lopez. I was jealous of her and did all this—Ah!”

Wyatt aimed a vicious kick at her and quickly followed to pin her down, wrapping his hands around her neck. He

gritted out, “I gave you money, yet you tried to scheme against me and harmed someone who belongs to me!”

His vise grip clamped Gianna’s airway shut, and she clawed at his hands, her feet flailing wildly in the air.

“I’m sorry… M-Mr. Lopez…”

“Your apology means nothing to me!” Wyatt spat out in hatred.

His heart wrenched when he remembered Jessica being underweight. It’s all my fault for hurting her.

“Heidi, right?” He glanced at the housekeeper still on the floor and asked, “Answer me honestly—which hand did

you use to add the contraceptive pill into the milk?”

“Please have mercy on me, Mr. Lopez…”

“Answer me!”

Heidi trembled in fear when he yelled at her. “R-Right hand.”

Wyatt seized Gianna’s right hand and chopped it with the cleaver.

It was a clean cut, with only a little blood on the ground.

A blood-curdling scream escaped Gianna as her body spasmed in pain.

Wyatt tossed the cleaver aside and gave her a hard slap, his stony gaze hardening further. “You refused the

comfortable life of receiving money without doing anything and tried to go against me. Who do you think you are?”

“I’m curious how you will recover from this!” He stood up and told the housekeeper, “Break her legs and throw her

in the landfill. The rest of you clean up this mess and piss off!”

“Yes, Mr. Lopez!” they replied hastily and breathed a sigh of relief.

Wyatt went upstairs and prowled outside the bedroom door, afraid of waking Jessica up and that she would ignore

him.