"Madam, you keep saying that you tore up the portrait to prevent the eldest prince from finding Taylor's whereabouts, and you also ordered us not to tell the prince, in order to avoid causing trouble to him." The maid said with sinister eyes, "Actually, your real purpose is
In order to prevent the Duke from knowing the existence of these portraits and prevent him from doing more vicious things to the eldest prince."
"You are so smart." Mrs. Agnes sneered, "You are worthy of being one of my father's men."
"I can't say I'm most proud of it, but it's still qualified."
"I won't let you tell father about the portrait. Don't be delusional." Mrs. Agnes said, and hurriedly ran out of the dessert shop and locked the door.
When the maid reacted, she was already locked in the dessert shop.
She knocked on the door frantically and shouted: "Madam, open the door quickly, can't I not tell the Duke?"
"I can't let you go now," she said loudly, "unless you promise me not to tell anyone in the Dark family about the portrait."
"I promise not to tell, madam." the maid cried, "please let me go."
"It's really hopeless. Where did the confidence go?" Mrs. Agnes frowned and continued, "Let me think about what I need to do next to completely make you give up the idea of complaining to my father."
The maid suddenly thought that Mrs. Agnes might kill herself to protect Werther, so she hurriedly said: "Madam, don't kill me, I won't tell anyone, please don't be impulsive!"
"Who said I wanted to kill you? I now know that I have done many wrong things in the past, and I never want to be a bad person from now on. I am just worried that you will run too fast and run to France immediately without waiting for me to persuade you.
The city is looking for my father, so I temporarily imprisoned you here in a hurry."
"Madam, what do you want to do now?" The maid's voice was trembling. "When do you plan to let me go?"
"I hope you can think clearly." Mrs. Agnes said confidently, "I am always my father's biological daughter. Blood is thicker than water. Even if he is disappointed in me, he will never really give up on me. And you are just a
Maid, there is still a gap between you and him. If I come to my father and say something, do you think he will believe you or me?"
The maid believed her words and felt extremely nervous, so she could only say: "Of course the Duke believes you."
"It's good that you know. Therefore, I advise you not to say anything unnecessary in front of my father, otherwise I will really lock you up for the rest of your life. Don't forget that I am your master and you are just a servant."
The maid leaned against the door, swallowed her saliva, and said, "Of course you are my master, and I will be loyal to you."
"It's good that you know." She said, opening the door, "Remember what I said to you today, and don't have any more excessive thoughts."
"I understand, madam." The maid walked out of the shop cautiously, lowering her eyes and not daring to look at her.
But Werther did not leave here. He hid beside the store and eavesdropped on their conversation, and understood everything in his heart.
Although Mrs. Agnes helped me indirectly this time, I still have to find out the whereabouts of Taylor, not only because he is Bonnie's fiancé, but also because Duke Dark may use him to harm me again.
.
He continued to watch them secretly, and saw Mrs. Agnes continuing to scold the maid. A few minutes later, the maid walked into the store with her head lowered, while Mrs. Agnes continued to stand at the door panting. It seemed that she was still
Not completely relieved.
She paced in front of the store and slowly walked to the corner of the street. There were no horses or carriages nearby, so
She stood here without any scruples, quietly looking at the distant scenery with complicated emotions in her eyes.
Now that the maid was not next to her, Werther took this opportunity to walk next to her again and looked at her seriously.
"Why are you here again?" Mrs. Agnes looked at him in surprise and asked, "Do you still want to know the whereabouts of Taylor?"
"Yes, I hope you can tell me about Taylor." Witte lowered his chin slightly, his eyes sharp but not aggressive, "There are only two of us here now, you don't have to worry about anything."
Mrs. Agnes sighed and said: "It is true that I ordered someone to secretly tear down the portrait in order to repay you. But this does not mean that I will tell you about Taylor."
"I don't understand why?" Werther frowned and asked, "Is there anything special about Taylor?"
Mrs. Agnes lowered her head and sneered, and said: "There is nothing special about it, it is just an ordinary chess piece of the Dark family. The reason why I don't want to tell you is because I don't want to put myself in it anymore.
"
Werther curled his lips helplessly and said: "It seems that you really don't want to have anything to do with these intrigues now. This is a good thing for you and your son."
"Yes, it is true." Mrs. Agnes smiled with her eyes closed, and then suddenly realized something was wrong. She hurriedly raised her head, opened her eyes and looked at Werther, and asked nervously, "You mentioned my son Wright for no reason.
What to do? Are you planning to use him to threaten me?"
"Huh?" Werther said in surprise, "Where are you thinking? I just said it casually."
"Huh." Mrs. Agnes lowered her head slightly again, closed her eyes, and sneered in a cold sweat, "You don't have to quibble, you clearly want to use my son to threaten me and make me tell Taylor's things.
.”
Werther lowered his arms helplessly, sweating coldly: "I already told you it wasn't."
"I know you are a good person, but after all, my son is in your hands, so I have to consider whether to tell you the truth." She continued.
"Uh, okay, if you insist on thinking that way, I'd be more than happy." Witte smiled, "Now tell me about Taylor."
Mrs. Agnes continued to pace on the ground and kept sighing. After half a minute, she slowly said: "We have thought of many traps to harm you before, including the time when Taylor and you first met."
"Sure enough, it was you who were causing trouble at that time." Werther said, "You let him frame me for secretly making armor, in order to make my father more afraid of me, thus increasing the possibility of him killing me."
"That's right." Mrs. Agnes nodded and looked into the distance, her mind lost in memories. "Tyler, like Noli, is my father's spy."
"Are they all here to spy on me?" Werther asked.
"Not only will they spy on you, they will also try their best to frame you. But you are so lucky and so powerful that they have never succeeded." Mrs. Agnes sighed, "Noli is a character.
People with bad sex have a lot of tricks up their sleeves, but Taylor has a pure nature, and he can't deal with you at all, and he failed completely after just one try."
"That time, after Taylor failed to frame me, what did you do to him?" Witt asked with a frown.
"At that time, I ordered him to be locked up in the darkest room in my house, and he was given unpalatable food and the remaining water from us to drink every day as punishment for him." She laughed at herself, "
Now that I think about it, I really went too far."
"You are indeed going too far, but I am surprised that you regret it." Werther also sighed.
He took a breath and said, "Poor Bonnie, the lover she misses day and night is tortured like this by you. If she finds out about this, she will definitely be extremely sad."
"Oh, you are really good to your servants." Mrs. Agnes smiled, "In this regard, Wright is far inferior to you. His personal servants all left my house one after another, all because of being tortured.
I can't stand Wright's abuse. From this point of view, you are indeed more suitable to be a lord than him."
"I am more suitable than him in many places, not just this one." Witt said confidently, "But Wright's personality has changed a lot now, maybe he is not bad in nature."
"Yes, he was originally a good boy, but he was spoiled by me." She smiled bitterly, "Maybe if you lock him up, it will be a good thing for him, and it can help him slowly return to his childhood.
That way.”
"Have you seen him in the dungeon lately?"
"Of course, I went there the day before yesterday and brought him his favorite chocolate cake. I found that he was really much better, and I felt very relieved. I thought you were harming him, but now I realize
Yes, you are saving him. If he really becomes the lord, it will be a very bad thing for him and the people."
"I'm very relieved that you understand this." Witt asked, "What happened to Taylor later?"
"At that time, I originally planned to kill him, but seeing that he missed his fiancée every day, I couldn't bear to do it." Mrs. Agnes covered her face with her hands, her voice was slightly sad, "He loves her so much.
His lover is your maid Bonnie, that very cute girl I have seen before, who is a perfect match for Taylor."
"You didn't want to let him go at that time, did you?" Werther asked in surprise.
"I didn't want to let him go. I hated you at the time, so I turned my anger on Taylor and wanted to use him to frame you again." Mrs. Agnes crossed her arms over her shoulders, seeming to be afraid of her cruel self in the past.
"That was a strategy that Noli and I discussed together. We suspected that you knew magic, so we wanted to use Taylor to force you to use magic."
"But Taylor didn't show up to me later." Witte was puzzled, "And you used stone bricks to test me at that time."
"That's because my nephew, your brother Ren, also wanted to frame you, so he asked my father for a chess piece." Mrs. Agnes sneered, "At that time, my father was reluctant to give up his
I gave him the chess piece, and he remembered Taylor who was imprisoned by me, so he sent someone to secretly take Taylor to Frank City, and then secretly gave it to Lern."
"So you and Noli thought of testing me with stone bricks?" Witte opened his eyes in surprise.
"Yes." Mrs. Agnes looked at him and said calmly, "So, the Taylor you are looking for should be in Lern's hands now."
At this time, Werther was still confused about some places, and he remembered that Laura accidentally overheard the conversation between Mrs. Agnes and Noli.
"Then the last time Laura heard the conversation between you and Noli, was it the time when you planned to use Taylor again?"
"You guessed it right. Laura ran away that time and was discovered by Noli hiding in your castle." Mrs. Agnes showed a painful expression, "Later, Noli used a hidden weapon to deal with her. Is she real?"
already dead?"
Werther thought to himself, she really didn't recognize Laura that day, but Laura didn't want her to know that she was hiding in the castle, so it would be better for me not to tell her about it.
"Uh, um." He planned to blur the conversation about Laura.
"Oh, poor child." Tears welled up in Mrs. Agnes's eyes, "It was all us who harmed her."