On the night before Martha's departure, she visited her grandmother's room again to say goodbye.
When she walked in, her grandmother was sitting in a wheelchair, staring blankly ahead.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but whisper, "Grandma."
After regaining consciousness, the old Mrs. Lucas struggled to turn her head towards Martha's direction.
Her fingers twitched while she was whimpering.
Martha's eyes reddened, and she quickly walked over to squat beside her grandmother.
"Grandma, how have you been recently?"
Upon hearing Martha's words, the old Mrs. Lucas nodded her head with great effort.
Her large hands struggled to grip Martha's hand as she continued to speak. However, due to her inability to form complete sentences, it sounded like a series of grunts to outsiders.
Seeing her grandmother like that, Martha gripped her hand tightly, forcing a smile.
"Grandma, don't worry. Your medication has been changed and you will soon feel better."
"Okay."
The old Mrs. Lucas struggled to utter a word, but managed to put on a faint smile.
Martha leaned on her grandmother's leg and said, "I'm leaving tomorrow. You must take your medicine and get better soon."
"Next time, I will bring my son and my husband to come see you together."
Grandma nodded laboriously and stroked Martha's hair with her palm.
Martha smiled and suddenly caught sight of the aged maid.
"Stop."
The aged maid stopped in her tracks upon hearing this and turned to Martha with a look of confusion.
"Lady Martha, is there anything I can help you with?"
"You don't need to come tomorrow."
Martha said coldly with a calm face, then turned her head to look at the other maids standing nearby.
"You don't need to come here tomorrow. Those who are taking care of Grandma will be rearranged by Sam."
"Why?"
A series of puzzled voices echoed in the bedroom, appearing particularly chaotic.
Martha's eyes darkened, and she cast a sharp glance over these maids.
"You guys know how you've been treating Grandma all these years, don't you?"
Martha's stern questioning voice echoed in the room, causing the maid's shocked and resentful voice to disappear completely.
Over the years, because of Clark's orders, these maids did not treat the old Mrs. Lucas well.
So now, facing Martha's criticism, they couldn't help but feel guilty.
Martha's face darkened and her eyes were full of coldness.
"I won't pursue what you've done before. Leave now or I won't let you off so easily."
When the maids heard this, they scattered and left the bedroom one after another.
Seeing this scene, Martha's eyes were filled with complex emotions.
These maids by her grandmother's side must have been Clark's people.
It was also because of them that her grandmother had been sick for so long due to taking those medicines.
After taking a few deep breaths to calm herself down, Martha tried to suppress her anger but found it difficult to do so.
Just as she turned around and was about to continue talking with her grandmother, she suddenly noticed something different in the room.
Frowning slightly, she walked over quickly and carefully examined the spot on the pillar that looked different from before.
As she stood in front of it for a while longer, Martha soon discovered what was causing it.
There was an aroma emanating from this particular pillar that smelled like sandalwood incense.
At first she didn't pay much attention. She thought Uncle Clark might have used some incense there to cover up any medicinal odors present in the room.
But when Martha turned around, she saw something else on that same pillar - a large reddish-brown stain resembling dried blood!
Her eyes narrowed at once as she reached out towards where this patch lay.
Then she touched something tangible. Soon, she thought a badge beneath the dry blood.
When she saw it, her eyes widened in shock.
This badge looked exactly like one belonging to her mother.
When she removed it from its place, there was a noticeably vacant spot on the pillar.
Obviously, that was the place where the badge was placed.
Right at that moment, one thought raced through her mind, making her shudder in fear.
Suddenly behind her came an evil voice belonging to none other than the old Mrs Lucas, "You still found it, huh?"
Martha spun around abruptly upon hearing these words, only then seeing something truly terrifying beyond belief!
This couldn't be happening...
So, all of this was a scam...
No!
A piercing scream echoed through the night--
"Ah--!"
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