Sumr Monroe let go of her hand and said calmly, "Alright, the ticket is for tomorrow. Don’t alert anyone; just quietly get the child out. I promise to return you a healthy child."
Leah Lowell’s heart began to race, tears welling up in her eyes. She said, "Thank you, Miss. From the first day you returned, I knew you weren’t an ordinary person. But, you haven’t told what you want to do?"
"I want to know... about my mother."
As soon as Sumr finished speaking, Leah’s face turned pale, as if she had ntioned sothing terrifying.
"What’s wrong?" Sumr asked. "Why such a reaction?"
Leah lowered her voice and said, "ntioning the forr mistress is taboo in this household; it’s forbidden for anyone to speak of her. If the master found out, we’d all be in big trouble. Even the mistress doesn’t like to hear anything about the forr mistress..."
Sumr frowned. "Don’t worry, your mistress is currently staying obediently at a temple and won’t return. As for my father, he’s busy balancing accounts and won’t co over. So, tell everything you know about my mother."
Leah didn’t speak imdiately; she went outside to close the door first, then returned.
"Miss, among us senior servants, there’s actually a rumor that the master and the mistress conspired to murder the forr mistress. After all... how could the sister-in-law marry her brother-in-law?"
"Rumor?" Sumr shook her head. "I don’t want rumors; just tell what you know. Start from the day my mother had the accident. Was there anything unusual that day?"
Leah carefully recalled and began, "That day was actually quite normal. After taking you to kindergarten, the forr mistress went to work, and then... we received news that she jumped off the top floor of the company."
Sumr’s expression grew heavy. "I know all that. Tell sothing I don’t know. Think carefully, wasn’t there anything unusual that day?"
"As for unusual... there was. The master usually sleeps in late and then goes out to play cards. But that day, he got up very early and went out wearing a suit, not his usual casual attire for playing cards. I rember it well because he rarely wore suits before."
Sumr bit her lip gently in thought.
It seed her suspicions were almost certainly correct; her mother’s death might indeed be related to Henry Stanton.
But this wasn’t enough.
"What else?"
"I really can’t rember much else unusual about that day. But at the funeral, the current mistress was crying very sadly. Their relationship as sisters wasn’t good, actually. I hadn’t had children yet, and the mistress wasn’t living at the manor, so... if you’re suspecting the forr mistress’s death has sothing to do with the mistress, I’m afraid I can’t help with that."
Leah continued, "In fact, the forr mistress and the master’s relationship was always distant. She attended all banquets alone and never brought the master. However, the master was married into the family, and his status at ho was low; so servants even looked down on him. The forr mistress wouldn’t let the master ddle in your daily life at all."
Sumr understood her mother’s actions, knowing she wasn’t Henry Stanton’s biological daughter.
Leah observed Sumr’s expression and finally said helplessly, "When the news of the forr mistress’s fall ca, soon after there was news of your disappearance. They said you went to find soone at the company because the forr mistress didn’t pick you up from school, and then you disappeared. Everyone said you were kidnapped by human traffickers, but strangely, the master didn’t report it to the police, saying he was secretly sending people to look for you. Other than that, I really don’t know anything else."
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