The group of people sent Giana away.
Mr. Osborne’s punishment was considered merciful to everyone.
However, Vickie’s heart still felt uneasy.
She did not know why, but she felt that a little girl like Giana would not be someone who would do this.
However, at this time, all the evidence was pointing to her, and even Vickie was not able to refute it. Thus, she could only let it be.
The farce finally ended.
Vickie was a little tired and told Andrea to take her back to her room.
As she passed by the corridor, she saw Reina and a few other maids bring Giana from the servants’ room and head for the front gate.
Giana held a simple suitcase in her hands and a backpack on her back. It was probably all of her belongings.
She was still crying and wiping her tears with the back of her hand.
At the same time, she nodded her head as well, as if she was agreeing to what Reina and the others were saying.
Vickie saw this and sighed again in her heart.
Turning around, she headed for her room.
Being disturbed by them she naturally gave up on her lunch break.
In the afternoon, she practiced darts in her room for two hours and did not leave her room until dinner time.
It was already summer, and the sun set late. Since the chateau was built by the lake and on high ground, it did not feel hot.
In the evening after the sun went down, the water of the lake sent the night breeze blowing over, but there was a refreshing coolness.
Vickie was in a good mood today and did not eat in her room. Of course, she would not go to the public dining hall in the auxiliary building to eat with Yuliana, so she told Andrea to bring her dinner to the terrace on the second floor.
The second floor terrace was right in front of the lake. The sky would not be dark yet at 7:00 pm, but the lights were already lit up.
There was already moonlight peeking out from the sky. The shallow crescent moon was reflected on the lake, sparkling like a pool of broken silver.
Vickie was too lazy to adjust her position, so she simply sat in the wheelchair and had dinner in a very good mood, facing the moonlight of the lake.
Andrea did not eat with her, having already eaten earlier, and just stood by the side to serve her.
Vickie always disliked this kind of relationship, and was even less fond of the stinky old-fashioned bossy young master-like habits that Gregory established.
Therefore, she wanted Andrea to sit with her. Even if she did not want to eat or drink, she could at least talk with her.
However, Andrea insistently refused and said that if Vickie wanted to talk, she could talk with her while standing.
Vickie saw this and did not force her.
The night breeze was gentle and the food was fragrant. The atmosphere was beautiful and tranquil.
Vickie ate alone while chatting mindlessly with Andrea, talking about what happened recently in the chateau, or listening to Andrea talk about her family.
Only then did Vickie realize that Andrea was an orphan.
Andrea grew up in an orphanage and did not even remember what her birth parents looked like.
She only remembered that when she was little, her family was so poor that they could not even feed themselves.
One day, she got sick. Her body burned hot and her head was in a daze.
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