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Agnes felt sick. There was a cup of coffee in front of her, she inhaled the deep sense and allowed it to absorb itself into her body but even so she was still shivering thinking of what had happened last night she had done everything possible to push that to the back of her mind but it was still coming back she could still hear Charlie screaming begging someone she probably have never met my entire life never to leave him never ever.

She took a guess and thought that maybe the person he was referring to could have been the woman that he had in the past, and he had left her with such a force that initially ripped her dress when she pulled back and manage to escape his grip.

She had managed to get the butler to give her a pressing pin so that she could clip the front of her dress and immediately leave at that moment she decided that she could not sleep in that mansion no matter how comfortable it was and the butler was more than willing to show her the door out it was only when she came