FreeNovelChapter 419 Chapter 419 Accusation Suzanna's mind raced as she tried to stop the blood pouring from Cameron's legs. Her vanity had led her here. It was her need to overshadow Melody that had made her go live in the first place.
Now, the situation she had orchestrated for Melody was spiraling out of control.
When Cameron's voice broke through the panic, Suzanna froze. His words were quiet but cutting, striking her with a painful clarity.
She quickly lifted her head, trying to look innocent. Her eyes, already heavy with tears, seemed to plead for sympathy.
Her lips trembled, though she forced herself to speak.
"Cameron ... how could you think that of me?" she whispered, her voice soft and filled with false hurt. "You know I want your legs to heal. The incense... It waswho..." Before she could finish, a voice rang out, firm and clear, cutting her off.
"The incense Cameron uses to sleep-Slumber Incense' has always been made by Melody," the woman stated.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe voice was familiar but stern, echoing through the room. Suzanna turned, startled.
"When Melody left, she was concerned aboutbeing too old to sleep at night. So, she left sincense forin the servant's quarters. The Shields might have burned down, but that shack still stands. As I was cleaning up for the move, I found all the incense Melody had left... was gone." The woman's eyes locked on Suzanna, her voice dripping with accusation.
"Ms. Suzanna, how dare you steal from us? Haven't you taken enough from Melody already?" The room fell silent as the identity of the speaker becclear. It was Ingrid, the Shields' long-serving housekeeper.
She had worked for them for more than 20 years, her presence both trusted and respected by the staff. While Ingrid wasn't in the scircle as Freda, Christina's assistant, she had earned a reputation for being efficient, honest, and dependable.
Unlike Freda, who played both sides, Ingrid was known for her straightforwardness.
Ingrid had watched Suzanna take advantage of Melody for years, but in the past, speaking up had seemed useless.
Who would listen to a mere servant? And who would stand up for Melody? No one. All it would do was push Melody deeper into the shadows.
But now, Ingrid was done staying silent.
Ingrid, a woman of middle age, had caught wind of Melody's involvement in the "International Underground Boxing from the bodyguards, who always in the know about the latest trends. It was a questionable event, and to watch the live stream, you had to pay a hefty membership fee of 3,000.
Ingrid didn't have much money, but she didn't hesitate to pay the fee.
Using her old, small smartphone, she sat by the servant's quarters et gate, her reading glasses perched on her nose as she watched the fight unfold.
She couldn't follow all the complicated boxing moves, but she could see how strong Melody was. Melody took a hard punch to the face, but she didn't give up.
Despite her small stature, she held her ground against the much larger opponents. She got hit, but she fought back just as hard.
Ingrid's heart raced, her breath shallow. She couldn't pull her eyes away from the screen, too worried and tense to look anywhere else.
She watched the whole match.
Then she saw him. Tyrell. He looked different now, but there he was, standing by Melody's side without hesitation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt that moment, tears welled up in Ingrid's eyes. She couldn't hold them back.
"Mel... She's finally going to be alright. Her father is coming to take her home.
"No more Zanna.
"Melody, just Melody, the Tucker child. She doesn't belong with the Shields anymore. No more of that abuse. For four years, Ingrid had cared for Melody with all her heart.
But she knew there was only so much she could do. She couldn't let things go on like this.
If worse cto worst, she wouldn't stay in Sommerville.
She wouldn't even be able to work as a maid. She could always go back to her hometown and five out her days in peace. With this resolve, Ingrid contacted a bodyguard she knew from the
Shields and made her way to Sommerville Hospital operating room, despite not having permission.
en She had cfor one reason: the live stream.
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