Chapter 511

A deafening silence gripped everyone in the hall.

A cold fierceness gleamed in Gerald’s eyes as he scanned the crowd emotionlessly.

The servant trembled. It was beyond her expectations that Gerald would come home at this time. Terrified, her legs went limp. “Mr-Mr. Gerald…”

Gerald used a dangerous and cold tone to interrogate the servant. “Did you want Mrs. Howard to get down on her knees for you?”

“N-No!”

The servant had long lost her previous smugness. Blood had drained out of her face as she stammered out an explanation.

“It’s not what you see. Mrs. Howard suddenly slapped me, and I got mad. S-So, I said…”

Bewilderment hit North.

She wondered how the servant could act like a b*tch and twist the facts given the latter’s old age.

Gerald cocked his brow. “Did North slap you?”

The servant became hopeful because of Gerald’s words. Hence, she hurriedly tried sowing discord though she appeared like she had forgiven North.

“Yeah, look at my face. There’s still a mark. Yes, I