Eventually, Clark gave in, promising to accompany her for a shopping spree in the evening.
Clark descended the stairs after changing his clothes, and Serena happily hooked her arm through his.
"Clark, I knew you’re always the best to !"
"You’re my sister. If I don’t treat you well, who will?" Clark teased, scratching her nose playfully.
His cell phone buzzed as he arrived at the garage and opened the car door. Seeing Rosemary’s na on the caller ID, he picked up imdiately.
"Rose, where have you been?" As soon as he answered the call, Clark complained, "It’s already 8 p.m. Do you know how worried I’ve been? You didn’t answer my calls, replied to my nurous ssages with just a word or two, and took forever to respond.
Are you trying to drive crazy? Where have you been all day?"
Upon hearing this, Serena realized that Clark had been glued to his phone all day, waiting for Rosemary to reply.
A sour feeling crept into her heart, and a tinge of resentnt and jealousy welled up within her, but she kept her emotions under wraps.
"Clark, I’ve caught a few people who might be related to Carol’s disappearance."
Rosemary, always a woman of few words, spoke while driving. "They’re with now, but I’d rather keep my location a secret, so don’t spread the word. I’m coming to pick you up at the Reflections Villa. Can you et there?"
"Sure, how long will you be?"
Hearing that this was related to Carol’s disappearance, Clark felt his heart tighten.
Was his sister out catching culprits today?
What sort of people could be related to Carol’s disappearance?
Didn’t Carol leave because she fell in love with soone else? How did it turn into a "disappearance" in Rosemary’s words?
Too many questions popped up, giving him a bad premonition.
"I’ll be there in about three minutes."
"Okay, I’ll wait for you by the main gate."
Clark closed the car door and turned to Serena.
"Serena, sothing ca up. I’ll accompany you to the mall so other ti."
"Clark..." Serena rushed after him as he hurried away. "Clark, what happened?"
"I have to go out with Rose. Stay here like a good girl, or call a friend to accompany you. Buy whatever you like, and I’ll pay you back later. Be good."
Clark patted her on the head and quickly left.
"Clark." Serena was extrely upset. Why could Rosemary summon Clark away with a single call?
Rosemary must have done it on purpose!
She chose to call precisely when Clark was about to accompany her shopping!
Clark was too much. He had promised to accompany her shopping, but he stood her up to go out with Rosemary.
In the distance, Serena saw Rosemary’s car parked outside the villa.
Clark quickly got in, and the car soon disappeared.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she beca. Upon returning to the living room of the main building, she saw Edith arranging a bouquet of flowers.
The several servants around were complinting her on her arrangent.
Looking at the flowers in front of her, Edith smiled.
"I hope these flowers can bring Ms. Rose so joy. I’ll put them in her room."
Martha rolled her eyes and turned to see Serena storming back. She couldn’t help but feel puzzled.
Hadn’t Serena gone shopping with Clark?
Why did she return alone?
Edith’s smile and the flowers in her hand fully pricked Serena’s heart. She blocked Edith’s way.
"Was it you? Did you tell Rose that Clark was going shopping with ?"
"Ms. Serena?" Edith held a vase, perplexed. "I’m not sure what you’re talking about."
"You must have tipped her off! That’s why she suddenly called and whisked Clark away," Serena fud.
"Everyone in this house knows you’re her lapdog!"
"Serena, looking after Ms. Rose was a task assigned to by the lady of the house. I’m just doing my job. How have I beco a ’lapdog’ in your eyes, unworthy even of being a human? I wasn’t aware of Clark’s sudden change of plans, and I believe it has nothing to do with Ms. Rose. It’s just a coincidence."
"You’re still arguing!"
That damn servant! Not only was she defending herself, but she was also defending Rosemary!
What had Rosemary done to bewitch her?
"Clark was about to get into the car, and then that conveniently tid call ca through, and he left? There were plenty of other tis throughout the day to call. Why that exact mont?"
Edith felt wronged.
"You should be asking Clark. He’s the one involved. I don’t know anything. You’re blaming the wrong person."
"What, now you’re using Clark to pressure ?"
Serena looked at Edith and the few trembling servants behind her. She couldn’t help but sneer.
"That’s right, you all think you’re sothing special now, climbing up Rose’s big tree, not giving a damn about anyone else."
"Serena, I’ve never thought that way. Whether in the eyes of the master and mistress or us servants, you’re always the lady of this house."
"Who among you has ever treated like a real lady?"
Serena was so furious she knocked the vase out of Edith’s hands.
The vase fell to the floor, shattering with a crisp sound. The junior maids were frightened and hid behind Edith, not daring to look up.
Edith was startled and thought Serena was being unreasonable today—too much.
What was she doing knocking over her flowers?
They were intended for Ms. Rose.
The last ti she had a cold for several days, feeling miserable all over, Ms. Rose gave her a few pills, and she was better in no ti.
That’s why she splurged today, buying a bouquet for Ms. Rose to express her gratitude, but it ended up being knocked to the floor by Serena.
"Serena, calm down."
At this mont, Martha stepped forward and pulled Serena aside.
"So people are short-sighted, thinking they can enjoy the shade by clinging to a big tree. Don’t let it get to you. Who knows who will have the last laugh?"
After speaking, she glared at Edith.
"We’ll see!"
"So that’s why Serena’s personality has changed so drastically. It’s all because of your instigation."
Edith glared at Martha.
"Most people guide their children on the right path. Only you are leading Serena astray. You’re only going to ruin her."
"It was you who bullied Serena first, and I haven’t even ntioned that! You must have tipped off Ms. Rose to call Clark and lure him away. You’re so cunning, so good at playing your gas. You can’t even guide Ms. Rose on the right path, yet you have the audacity to criticize my parenting? Where do you get off?"
"Are you out of your mind? Clark probably stood Serena up because he had sothing more important to handle."
"Oh, so you’re saying that going out with Ms. Rose is more important than going out with Serena? In the end, Ms. Rose is the most important in this house, is that it?"
Tonight, Kenneth and Louisa had gone to a dinner party and weren’t ho, so Martha’s aggression was unchecked.
The servants had never seen such a situation and were scared out of their wits.
"You’re completely unreasonable!"
It was like a scholar eting a soldier, unable to reason with her.
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