"No matter what happens in the future, if you can't find me, go find Ethel. I trust her with my whole heart. You can believe anything she tells you," Dorothy said.As if Belle managed to read between the lines, she looked up and asked Dorothy, "Are you hiding something from me?"Dorothy chuckled. "What could I be hiding from you? I'm just letting you know that you can trust Ethel.""I know, but … please don't keep secrets from me. I know I'm young, but I'm not weak. I can protect you guys, too."Dorothy felt like crying again. She nodded. "Good girl."After a brief pause, Dorothy spoke up again. "Actually, I used to be your mother's maid. I was in charge of pretty much everything around the house and in her life. Speaking strictly, I'm your maid, too."Belle was stunned for a second before she said, "To me, you're always going to be Mrs. Jenkins Senior."Dorothy chuckled. "I've already informed Simon to get all the subordinates of the Sylvester family to start answering to you."
Dorothy was already thinking about murdering Lena but knew she was no match for her. She forced herself to calm down and sat down as she looked at Lena. "What do you want to know? Is it about what happened back then?" she asked.However, Lena asked, "Is that girl still alive?"She clearly didn't care about whatever had happened back then.Dorothy muttered to herself, "True. You know everything about what happened back then. You don't need my answers."Then, she looked at Lena. Despite knowing the answer, she asked, "Which girl are you talking about?"Lena's eyes gleamed in annoyance. Without waiting for her to reply, Dorothy chuckled, "Are you talking about my mistress' daughter? What do you think?" Lena didn't reply, so Dorothy kept talking. "Lena, was it? Did you give yourself that name, or did your mother name you? If I remember correctly, it means 'light'. Did you guys wish to have light in your lives?" Dorothy chuckled. "What a joke. There's no space for light in your
By the time Grayson got to the house, the fire was already spreading to the very outskirts of the property. The house couldn't even be seen anymore. Most of it was already burnt to a crisp.Grayson opened his door and started to rush into the fire without a second thought.Sam felt his heart drop at the sight and quickly held Grayson back. "Mr. Page, you can't go in there! The fire is out of control!""Mrs. Jenkins Senior and Belle are still in there!" Grayson said before tossing Sam's hand aside and running into the burning house.Was it possible to live through such a massive fire?Grayson was about to enter the flames when Sam returned to his senses and rushed over to hold on to Grayson's leg. "Mr. Page, we'll go in! Please stay outside!"Grayson's frown deepened. He kicked Sam aside and threw himself into the flames without a second thought.Sam's heart dropped, and he called out hoarsely, "Mr. Page ran in! Put the fire out, quick!" Right after that, he ran into the burning
Belle wanted to sit up, but her body was much too weak. She tried a couple of times but failed. Her eyes were beginning to redden, whether from urgency or sensing that something had happened to Dorothy. She reached out and tugged Grayson's sleeve. "I'm asking you a question. Where's Mrs. Jenkins Senior sleeping? I want to see her."Her voice was soft and sounded like she was about to cry.Grayson's heart ached. He tucked Belle in properly and said, "She's sleeping at home. You're sick and can't go anywhere now, so we'll talk about it when you get better."Dorothy was dead. They couldn't even find her body.After the fire had been put out, Simon couldn't find Dorothy's body. All he could do was carry some ashes back to be buried in the Sylvester family cemetery.That was why Grayson had told Belle that Dorothy was sleeping in the Sylvesters' mansion."What happened to me?" Belle asked. "Why am I in bed?"She had been in a dead faint when the explosion happened a few days ag
"How long have I been asleep?" Belle asked Meredith.Meredith was turned away from Belle since she knew the young girl felt embarrassed. "It's been four days," she replied."Four days?" Belle repeated in shock. "Have I been out that long?""Yes. Mr. Page has been watching over you these past few days. He hasn't gone to work and hasn't taken the time to rest yet since you fainted. He's been next to you this whole time."Belle remained silent.Grayson's actions were sweet, but Belle still didn't know why she had blacked out for so long.She did her best to remember everything that had happened before she fainted. She didn't know if she was forgetting anything, but she remembered how strange Dorothy was acting before Belle blacked out.Dorothy had given her a lot of advice. It almost sounded like advice that someone would provide on their deathbed. She had even cried.Belle fainted after that.Her instinct told her that Dorothy had been the one to drug her. She just couldn't unde
Belle remained silent for a few seconds before she asked, "Did something happen to Mrs. Jenkins Senior?"Grayson felt a lump grow in his throat. If even Meredith knew how close Dorothy and Belle were, then Grayson was no stranger to it.The moment Belle arrived in Maltford, Dorothy had been her closest pillar of support.For a very long time, she was spending every single day with Dorothy. She probably would have slept next to Dorothy if she could. Dorothy also loved her a lot.Dorothy's death was definitely devastating for Belle.Grayson didn't want to say anything but knew he couldn't keep it a secret for much longer. He didn't lie about Dorothy doing well. Instead, he said, "We'll talk about it after you eat."He didn't mention death, but Belle already knew what happened.She stared at Grayson. The more she stared, the more tears began to flow from her eyes.She pulled the blanket over her head and began to cry.Grayson kept sitting next to her. He felt horrible for her.H
After Dorothy passed away, Simon was busy with documents and procedures while Grayson kept Belle company. They had only met briefly during Dorothy's funeral and hadn't had the chance to talk yet.That was why Grayson had never shown Simon the message.Her last message to him was, "Grayson, come save Belle right now! This is her location. Remember this—Lena killed me. Tell Belle this when the time is right. Belle and the Sylvester family will be yours to watch over now. Thank you."Simon read the message and said agitatedly, "I knew it! Ms. Walters was right. Lena was the one behind everything happening to the Sylvester family!"Grayson frowned at Simon's response. "Belle? How does she know about Lena?""She doesn't know Lena personally, but she knows that Lena isn't a good person. Lena's been hurting you this whole time!" Simon replied, clearly upset. Simon continued, "When something happened to you that day, Belle already figured out something was wrong. There's poison in the s
"No matter why she hurt you or why she hurt the Sylvester family, we can be sure of one thing. She's a force to be reckoned with. "She's very good at using and making poison and is more skilled than Grandma was. If she wasn't, there was no way Grandma wouldn't have realized something was wrong with the sachet," Simon said.Grayson agreed and said, "How much does Belle know about Lena?""About as much as we do. She doesn't personally know Lena either," Simon said. "By the way, have you told her how Grandma died?"Grayson shook his head. "She just woke up. Once she woke up, she started crying and asking to see Mrs. Jenkins Senior."Simon fell silent at that. After a brief pause, he said, "They were really close.""Why were they so close?" Grayson couldn't help asking.Simon hesitated for a second. "Maybe … Maybe it's because of her grandfather. Her grandfather and my grandma were old friends."Grayson shook his head. "That's way too simple of an answer."The relationship betwee