Bang!
Raina Bell's eyes rolled back, completely losing consciousness.
Finally, peace.
Thomas Shannon deeply inhaled a cigarette, stood up, looking down at Raina Bell, "Clean it up."
Charlie River nodded in understanding.
Raina Bell's fate was inevitable; she brought it upon herself.
Indeed, Raina Bell was courting disaster, not only scheming against Madam but also daring to use Miss Fit to scheme against the Young Master.
Such an account would never be settled lightly.
"Young Master, I will clean it up, don't worry."
This matter with Raina Bell must be thoroughly dealt with; otherwise, it would be hard to explain to Miss Fit.
That day, Cheryl Chew took a nap and had a nightmare.
The dream was filled with gruesome images, and she awoke screaming, prompting the servant outside the corridor to push the door open, "Miss Fit, what's wrong?"
Cheryl Chew half-sat up, her hands tightly covering her head, her face drenched in cold sweat, filled with pain.
