Julian's Stand in Wife

Only in the Hughes residence, no matter what happened to them after taking any pill—be it death—their family members would have no way of seeking compensation from the Hughes family, even if they pursued a lawsuit.

“Wait!” Diana yelled.

Seeing their clothes, Diana had a thought. Very soon, she caught up with the maid whom she spoke with just now.

The maid’s back tensed up ever so slightly. She turned, around and asked, “What’s the matter, Ms. Winnington?”

“Your clothes.” Diana pointed at their uniform. “Does everyone working at the Hughes household have to wear the same white uniform? Even the men?”

This time, the lady didn’t reply to Diana’s question.

Diana explained, “I’m in the fashion design industry. I think the fabric used in your uniform is of great quality.”

She didn’t even need a closer look to feel the fabric’s smooth and silky texture. The detailed embroidery on the uniform made it look very expensive.

Jim had used it in his uniforms.

wear the same

of Jim. “What color

here, and I

from head to toe, ascertaining that the maid wasn’t

things. Jim had already said that he didn’t know

just because

was sure Jim bore

mind, Diana apologized to the maid. “Sorry for bothering you. I’ll take note of it when I go tomorrow. Your

maid smiled, and looked at her huge team that had gone

20 people, all dressed in white uniform embroidered with silver patterns on them. Their hair was coiled

also

bad for lagging behind, and said,

“Sure. Thank you for

so many of his subordinates to tidy up the neighboring rooms. Diana knew

and pondered over the most appropriate way to thank Jim tomorrow

certain that Jim had feelings for