If Daphne and Mr. Wenders collaborated to murder Rebecca, then Daphne should be an ambitious, possessive and determined woman. She has long imagined in her mind countless times how she should exercise her power as the mistress of Manderley Manor after taking the position.
Power, when facing the friends you made before you became rich, you must at least show a sense of superiority that is different from what it used to be, or even feel complacent.
Yet Musk saw no such emotion in Daphne.
She is not mentally ready to become the mistress of Manderley Manor. She seems to be in an ignorant state of drifting with the crowd and being pushed around. Such a little woman like a puppet does not meet the requirements of "mistress on top".
"The general image of a femme fatale.
Could it be that I guessed wrongly that Daphne was not involved in the murder of Rebecca?
Musk couldn't help but doubt his own judgment.
Lisa was not as complicated as him, and was more interested in how a girl from a common family like Daphne married into a wealthy family.
Under her curious questioning, Daphne shyly revealed her love history with her husband.
"Lisa, you won't believe it. My acquaintance with Maxim was completely due to a misunderstanding. Looking back on it afterwards, I feel so ridiculous!"
"This summer, I was sketching at the beach as usual, and I saw a handsome middle-aged gentleman standing on the cliff of the headland, staring straight at the undulating sea. He remained motionless for a long time, like a statue with a gloomy face.
.”
Lisa smiled sheepishly, her eyes showing the dreamy brilliance unique to a woman in love.
"At first I thought his appearance was very handsome. Think about it, a well-dressed gentleman with steep cliffs and turbulent sea at his feet. Isn't this a living masterpiece of romanticism? So I picked up my sketchbook.
I drew this scene.”
"However, while I was painting, the model, who knew nothing about my little thoughts, suddenly took two steps forward, with the toes of his shoes almost touching the edge of the cliff. Looking up from where I was, his whole body
It feels like it's hanging in the air, and it's possible to lose your footing and fall down at any time!"
"At that moment, I suddenly realized that this man was not the protagonist of some romantic painting, but a living person! Judging from his gloomy expression, his heart was obviously full of sorrow!"
"He stood on the cliff and looked at the angry sea, not to pose a handsome pose for me to paint, but more like he was thinking about the most serious question in the world: whether he should jump off the cliff and end his life.
distressed!"
"I was frightened by the thoughts that came to my mind. I quickly dropped my paintbrush and ran up the cliff like crazy. As I ran, I called out to the strange man, begging him to calm down and not to commit suicide rashly!"
"I ran to the cliff panting, out of breath, trying to comfort him, trying to persuade him to give up the urge to commit suicide."
"The man turned around and listened silently to me saying a lot of childish and ridiculous stupid things. His tense expression finally relaxed and he revealed a smile..."
"After that, he announced his name, oh, my dear Maxim Wenders, and invited me, a silly little girl, to a restaurant on the beach for coffee."
"So you got to know each other like this, and developed feelings over and over again?" Lisa said sincerely, "Daphne, this is really a romantic encounter that can be put on the stage of a drama without any modifications!"
"Well, Lisa, my dear friend, I also hope that my love affair with Maxim will be as beautiful as a drama. However, our life is not a drama. There will always be various unsatisfactory things in reality, such as Maxim's proposal to me.
At that time, I didn’t know he was the owner of Manderley Manor.”
"I guess he wants to give you a surprise." Lisa said.
"But for me, it was more of a shock."
Daphne sighed, with a complicated expression.
"I thought my lover was just an ordinary person, but unexpectedly it turned out to be... Well, it is not easy for a pair of lovers with a huge gap in social status to cross the gap and get together. If such a plot is put into
On stage, things often end in tragedy."
"It can be seen, Mrs. Wenders, that you have not fully adapted to the change in status, just like Cinderella who has just entered the palace."
Musk interjected.
Daphne nodded sympathetically. Just as she was about to vent her bitterness on this issue, a heavy coughing sound suddenly came from behind her.
She turned around in a panic, looked into the eyes of the housekeeper with a cold expression, shuddered involuntarily, and quickly swallowed back her thoughts.
"Daphne, may I ask who this lady is...?"
Lisa looked curiously at the middle-aged woman behind Daphne.
She was probably in her forties, thin and tall, and wore dark black clothes. With her high cheekbones, deep-set eye sockets, and pale complexion, she looked like a vampire.
"Oh! Lisa, look how stupid I am! I forgot to introduce to you and Mr. Justice that this is Mrs. Danvers, the housekeeper of Manderley Manor. Thanks to her careful attention, I have overcome those...
A bad habit that will embarrass her husband in social circles." Daphne said.
"You're too flattering, ma'am. I'm just a servant who does my job, and I don't dare to teach you how to do things." Mrs. Danvers said coldly, "As for the taste in dressing, the etiquette of entertaining guests, and the most important thing
The sense of propriety, these are the training that upper-class women have received since childhood. For a real lady, it is as natural as breathing."
"Of course I am not a lady, but I have been lucky enough to be with Rebecca Danvers for 20 years. Her elegant taste is impeccable. Now I pass on this precious knowledge to you, which can be regarded as a good steward.
obligations.”
"You are so modest, dear Mrs. Danvers! Everyone praises you as the most capable woman in Manderley Manor. If you lose your management, the entire manor will be like a carriage with its axle taken off, and it will immediately be paralyzed!
"Daphne's face flushed with excitement, "I will make up for my missing aristocratic education as soon as possible. Maybe one day you will find that I can do as well as Rebecca did when she was alive, or even better!"
"I hope so."
Mrs. Danvers seemed very well-behaved in front of the hostess, but Musk still noticed a subtle sneer of contempt flashing across her lips.
"Madam, please forgive me for not being able to accompany you to entertain the distinguished guests. The dance is about to begin, and I have to prepare your outfit for tonight."
"Thank you for your hard work, Mrs. Danvers. I will accompany my friend to visit the gallery and appreciate the famous paintings collected by the Wenders family. To be honest, it makes me feel more relaxed there than in the living room."
