Chapter 170

The housekeeper had instructed the servant to serve Catelyn some tea.

"Please wait for a moment, Miss Clark. Young Master had gone out to run some errands," said the old housekeeper. There was a hint of tiredness in his voice when he spoke.

Catelyn was about to mention that she was here for Queenie when suddenly, a high-pitched female voice came from the second floor. It sounded like a desperate little beast neighing in pain, accompanied by the crackling sound of items smashed—

"Catelyn! This is all your fault, you wench!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Don't come any closer! Stay away!"

"Save me, brother! W—Where are you?! Please, save me!"

This shrieking voice was very familiar to Catelyn. It was Queenie.

She looked at the housekeeper in bewilderment.

The housekeeper did not have the time to care about Catelyn, thus he called the maid in a hurry and said, "Quick, the young lady is sick again. Prepare a tranquilizer, immediately!"

A group of people rushed to the second floor.

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