Chapter 1473 - 1466: A Wife Like a Pig
Avery Stuart fell to her knees with a thud, her head bowed and her face swollen like a pig’s, making it hard to discern her expression.
"Madam, it was all my fault, it has nothing to do with the Master. I took advantage of the Master being drunk and helped him into the room. The Master was already so drunk he was hardly conscious..."
A pitiful woman, even at this point she’s still trying to make excuses for Daemon Lancaster, taking all the responsibility onto herself.
Last night, only she knew how enthusiastic the Master of the Lancaster Family was. If she wasn’t used to laboring and strong, she might have already been pinned against the dining table by the drunken Master.
But even after being helped into her own room, Daemon Lancaster’s enthusiasm did not wane. Despite his age, the old man’s frenzy eclipsed that of any young man.
He pulled her in all directions with relentless vigor until dawn was nearly upon them, which was why they were caught sleeping in by Victoria Thornton.
Sophia Hamilton, who had been sitting obediently next to Evander Lancaster, smirked inwardly. This woman sure knew how to lie; she had personally spiked the drink, with no small amount either.
She had served the soup to Daemon Lancaster herself and had watched him finish it. Now, to think she claimed to have been the one who initiated it, it seemed this maid really did have genuine feelings for Daemon Lancaster.
Instinctively, Sophia Hamilton turned toward Daemon Lancaster.
Though Daemon Lancaster’s looks were still passable, he was undeniably old. She couldn’t comprehend what it was about this aged man that made Avery Stuart so devoted to him.
Faced with Avery Stuart’s willingness to admit fault, Violet Zimmerman remained unmoved, her face stern as she spoke seriously.
"I wasn’t asking about that! Though I am the matriarch of the Lancaster Family, I have no interest in interfering with others’ affairs!
Mrs. Stuart, was it true what Madam said about you passing on information to her family?"
...
As Violet Zimmerman’s words fell, the large living room was so silent you could hear a pin drop. All the members of the Lancaster Family held their breath, over twenty pairs of eyes fixed on Avery Stuart, who knelt in the center.
Since the death of Family Head Daxton Lancaster, Violet Zimmerman hadn’t lost her temper, at least not in such a severe way that she summoned the entire family.
Avery Stuart sneakily raised her head and glanced over in Daemon Lancaster’s direction. Although he sat on the couch without any special expression, his hands were already clenched into fists.
Withdrawing her gaze, Avery Stuart denied tearfully.
"No, nothing like that happened, Madam, please clear the Master of this, everything was fabricated by Madam out of jealousy..."
"You’re talking nonsense!" Avery Stuart hadn’t finished before Victoria Thornton interrupted sharply, springing up again, pointing at her, her large eyes glaring fiercely.
"You wretch, even now you dare deny it. It’s obvious you weren’t beaten enough. If it weren’t for Robert holding me back, I’d tear your mouth apart!"
Daemon Lancaster and his eldest son Maximilian Lancaster...
Furrowed their brows and covered their faces in unison.
This troublemaking woman, how did she manage to confuse even the inside from the outside? Avery Stuart was clearly taking the blame for him, but she!
"Madam, I truly am wronged!" Avery Stuart crawled forward a few paces on her knees, coming to a stop in front of Violet Zimmerman, with a coffee table between them.
"You have to stand up for me, please. Think about it, I work for you and with all you’ve done for me, how could I possibly do something so ungrateful..."