There was a look of disappointment in Lawyer Cunningham's eyes, as if he had realized that he could not get anything more valuable out of this young man's mouth, and turned around to strike up a conversation with someone else.
Early the next morning, as soon as Musk arrived at the office, Lisa hurried into his office with the morning newspaper.
After taking the newspaper from his fiancée and looking at it twice, Musk's face immediately darkened.
"According to a person in the legal circle who cannot be named publicly, Mr. Musk Justice, who has become famous recently, believes that Maxim Wenders is highly suspected of murdering his wife..."
"Damn Cunningham! I never said that!"
Musk was so angry that he threw the newspaper on the table.
"Honey, maybe you should talk to dad. I can give you some useful pointers on my experience in dealing with tabloid reporters and litigants...well, I mean dealing with my peers."
Lisa comforted her fiancé softly.
Musk nodded and hurried to the court.
"Teacher, at yesterday's club banquet, you discovered that Cunningham was unkind, right?"
"Yes, my child." Judge Colt adjusted his reading glasses and looked at the young man calmly.
"Why didn't you warn me about that slippery man in time?" Musk asked inexplicably.
"Because I want you to taste the pain." Judge Colt said calmly, "I have also been young and know the minds of young people. There are some things that even if I warn you a hundred times by your ears, you will never know how to do it.
Keep it in mind that only when you have fallen down can you know how deep the water in this industry is."
"Teacher, please forgive my naivety for making such a stupid mistake!" Musk blamed himself and felt guilty.
Judge Colt patted him on the shoulder, smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if you suffer a loss, just learn a lesson. Musk, I want to ask you again the question Cunningham raised yesterday, if Maxim Wenders
The gentleman has asked you to be his dueling agent, will you take over this business?"
Musk thought carefully and frankly expressed his true thoughts: "Teacher, unless Maxim Wenders completely clears himself of the suspicion of killing his wife, no matter how much money he pays to hire me, I don't want to be like him."
Deal with people!”
Judge Colt nodded and did not continue the topic.
Musk originally thought that the matter would be revealed, but he never expected that the situation would develop in a more dramatic direction.
That afternoon, Miss Lisa walked into his office with a letter in her hand, her face looking very strange.
"Lisa, what happened?" Musk asked his fiancée.
"Dear, you know that I am very interested in painting. I studied in an off-campus studio for a period of time. At that time, there was a senior sister named Daphne in the studio. Not only did she have outstanding painting skills, she was also a very nice person. She was very caring about painting and life.
I am the only close friend I have made in the studio."
Musk nodded and listened to her continue.
"Just now, I received a letter from Daphne, inviting you and me to attend a costume party at her house this weekend."
"It's a masquerade party again..." Musk couldn't help but recall the "Hellfire Club", and his face became a little weird.
"Honey, don't you want to accompany me to visit my friends?"
"That's not true, Lisa. Your friend is holding a dance, and of course we have to support it. Which wealthy family does this Miss Daphne come from?"
If you don't come from a wealthy family, your family won't be able to hold a masquerade party.
"Daphne's family is not very wealthy, but she was lucky enough to marry a handsome aristocratic rich man. Now she has become the mistress of Manderley Manor. Of course she has the capital to influence the social scene." Lisa smiled.
Said without a smile.
"Manderley Manor...wait a minute!" Musk stood up from his chair in surprise, "Is your studio classmate the new wife of Maxim Wenders?"
Lisa nodded slightly and replied in a low voice: "I didn't know until today that 19-year-old Daphne married Maxim Wenders, who was 20 years older than her and enough to be his father.
Has become the second Mrs. Wenders."
Musk didn't want to comment on other people's marriages, but deep down he was quite dissatisfied with this "young and old couple". He increasingly suspected that Mr. Wenders was too fond of the old and abandoned his married wife, while Daphne was a gold digger who only wanted to climb high.
Could this couple, one greedy for beauty and the other eager to marry into a wealthy family, work together to kill Mr. Wenders’ first wife, Rebecca?
This idea popped up in Musk's mind.
He raised his suspicions to his fiancée in a more subtle way.
Lisa actually had the same suspicion, but looking back on the time she spent with Daphne in the studio, she felt that Daphne, a kind-hearted yet somewhat weak person, really didn't look like a femme fatale who could be ruthless and murderous.
Of course, she also admitted that people change. Daphne, who married into a wealthy family, may no longer be the artistic girl she was familiar with before.
Both Musk and Lisa were very interested in the mystery of Rebecca Wenders' death, so they decided to accept Daphne's invitation and visit Manderley Manor during the masquerade party. Maybe they could learn more about it from Daphne.
More secrets about this case.
The next evening, Musk and Lisa came to Manderley Manor.
The manor shrouded in darkness was brightly lit, and it was indeed as luxurious and magnificent as the legend said. However, there were not many guests coming to the banquet tonight, and the large banquet hall seemed a bit deserted.
The new hostess of Manderley Manor, Mrs. Daphne Wenders, wore a gorgeous corset evening dress and personally greeted the guests at the door of the living room, followed by a middle-aged woman dressed like a housekeeper of the manor.
After meeting, Daphne couldn't help but excitedly ran over to hug Lisa, which showed that she indeed regarded Lisa as a close friend.
At this time, the housekeeper behind Daphne coughed heavily, as if to remind the owner not to be overly excited, which would be disrespectful to her grace and dignity.
Daphne heard her coughing, as if she had been given an electric shock. She quickly let go of her hand, kept a step away from Lisa, acted like a lady in a serious manner, and welcomed her and Musk as guests in a routine manner, with a smile on her face.
The smile seemed a little stiff.
Musk has experienced the transformation from the bottom of society to the elite. Similar life experiences make him better able to understand Daphne's "sparrow-turned-phoenix" mentality than Lisa.
Musk could see that Daphne, a sparrow flying on a high branch, had not yet adapted to the change of role. She had to play the role of Mrs. Wenders according to the guidance of the housekeeper, like a poor actress, but she was still Lisa in her heart.
The weak and artistic girl with low self-esteem that I knew in the past.
