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Chapter 80

I wrapped the quilt around myself and slept with the light on. Even though I was very tired and exhausted, I couldnโ€™t sleep soundly. I would be awakened by even the slightest noise.

When I woke up again, it was a little after three in the morning. It seems that I didnโ€™t sleep for long either. I stared at the ceiling and spaced out for a while, when suddenly I faintly heard bursts of noise coming from the yard. I quickly got up and pulled back the curtains to look outside. The old courtyard, which was originally pitch black, brightened up. There were many people moving back and forth in the courtyard, and it was unclear what they were doing.

I watched for a while, but I couldnโ€™t figure out what they were doing, so I went back to bed. As long as the matter did not involve me, it was fine. I looked at the clock on the wall and, for the first time, I felt that the night was so long. If it werenโ€™t for the difficulty in getting a taxi at this spot, I would have also wanted to go back. Anyway, since Reynaldo has already left, it doesnโ€™t matter whether I stay or not, he wonโ€™t care. I suddenly felt so foolish. When Reynaldo hurriedly left just now, I should have followed him and asked him to give me a ride back on his way. Forget it, stop thinking about it, that man wouldnโ€™t be so kind-hearted. I turned over and forced myself to go back to sleep when suddenly, there came a series of urgent knocks on the door. I was on edge and asked, โ€œWho is it?โ€

โ€œMs. Duffy, something has happened, please come out.โ€

I furrowed my brows. What happened to the Humphrey family that made me go out? What does the Humphrey familyโ€™s matter have to do with me?

โ€œMs. Duffy?โ€

Seeing that I did not respond, there was another round of urgent knocking at the door. The knocking sound made my heart race. Although Reynaldo made me angry, I still wished he could be by my side at that moment. At least he was a member of the Humphrey family, so I wouldnโ€™t feel so anxious.

โ€œMs. Duffy, could you come out for a moment, Ms. Duffy?โ€

โ€œOh dear, stop wasting time talking to her, go get the spare key.โ€

It was the voice of Reynaldoโ€™s stepmother.

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I furrowed my brows, took a few steps forward, and pulled the door open.

โ€œWhat happened?โ€

The stepmother tiptoed and looked behind me, and smirked, โ€œReynaldo isnโ€™t here.โ€

I ignored her.

She glanced at me, chuckled, and sneered, โ€œTsk tsk tsk, you couldnโ€™t even keep him while dressed like this; it shows how much he dislikes you. Only my foolish son, who was blind, could have fallen for a woman like you."

As I saw her face full of mockery, a strong sense of irony flashed through my mind. I remember back when I used to play with Winston, he once introduced me to his mother. That is the noblewoman in front of me. Back then, my family in Freybourne was also a prominent and respected family, and at that time, she treated me with great enthusiasm. They praised me again for being beautiful and for being sensible, giving me all kinds of compliments. She said that if her son married me, it would be her sonโ€™s good fortune. Nowadays, my family has fallen on hard times, and her true colors of power were instantly revealed. I knew that people nowadays are very practical, but my family has fallen on hard times. You can distance yourself from me, but thereโ€™s no need to mock me like this.

I ignored her sarcasm and asked her indifferently, โ€œWhatโ€™s the matter with you calling me in the middle of the night?โ€

The lady walked back and forth in the room, casually saying, โ€œOur Humphrey family was robbed, so please ask Ms. Duffy to go downstairs and cooperate with the search.โ€

โ€œSearch me?โ€

As soon as I heard her say that, I instinctively felt that they were setting me up. After all, how could a family like the Humphrey family be stolen from for no reason? And it was never stolen before, never stolen after, but just when I was there, it got stolen. Isnโ€™t it obvious that it was aimed at me?

I coldly said, โ€œI didnโ€™t steal anything, why are you searching me?โ€

The lady sneered, โ€œHave you ever seen any thief admit to stealing? If you really didnโ€™t steal anything, why are you afraid of us searching you? Or is it that you indeed stole something?โ€

I furrowed my brows; it seemed like they were relentless. If I couldnโ€™t hold on, Iโ€™m afraid they would have more words to defame me.


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