Chapter 115 The Violin Was Broken

Cynthia screamed and pointed at Molly in the middle of the room with trembling fingers. Her face turned pale with anger.

“You broke my violin!”

The violin room had been searched, and it looked messy. The open score was thrown on the ground at random. The expensive violin that Alston specially asked Master Milo to customize was on the floor, and one of the strings was broken.

Cynthia was rageful, and her stomach started to ache a little.

Molly stood helplessly, looking at them, with her face as white as a ghost. Her whole body was shaking in fear and trembling when Alston and Lorenz stared at her coldly.

“Who let you in!”

Alston asked her in a low voice with an impassive face. To Molly, he was like an evil ghost. She couldn’t help trembling just by looking at him.

“I, I just want to clean up.”

In fact, the people in charge were not at home. Molly claimed to be superior to those servants. She had nothing to do, so she wanted to go to the bedroom of Cynthia and Alston on the second floor.

She had been asked to only move around on the first floor. She was so curious about the second floor that

she went up while everyone was not paying attention.

The door of Alston and Cynthia’s bedroom had been locked, and she couldn’t get in. Feeling regretful, she

saw a small gap in the door of a small room beside her.

She couldn’t hold back her curiosity and opened the door. It was a violin room with simple decoration. She had heard from the servants that Cynthia could play the violin. Looking at her private violin room, she was

jealous and walked in.

Molly had learned the violin for a while and was surprised to find that the hard-to-find scores were kept like treasures. Her jealousy towards Cynthia reached its peak. She threw them on the floor to blow off her

bitterness.

She felt relieved after the revenge. Her desire to unleash her rage grew when she thought of Cynthia and her

two friends’ cynicism toward her.

She took out the violin carefully preserved by Cynthia and plucked the strings vigorously. She wanted to vent

a little but didn’t control her force well. The strings broke, hitting her face.

hurt, subconsciously threw away the violin, and covered

loud sound Cynthia

made a big mistake, Molly was frightened to

She would pretend to

busy putting them away, and the violin room was soundproof, which made

She was caught

tears falling. She said in at choked voice. “I, I came to clean. As soon as I came in, I found it was messed up by someone. I just wanted

that no one can come except to clean in the morning. And you are not the one to clean up my violin room. Why would you think of

a panic, and she immediately thought of an excuse. “I saw Joyce coming down. the stairs in a

room was messed up.”

was the servant responsible for cleaning the

tell at a glance that Molly

was very gentle, a little introverted, and responsible for her

of was always clean. She was an

much, and such a thing had never happened before. Why has it happened when

came?

the strings? When you cleaned up, you accidentally dropped the violin on the floor, and

Molly quickly replied and looked pitifully at Alston and Lorenz. She

lots

but I didn’t do that. Although my family is not as good as that of the Smith family and the

pursed her

Molly took a look at

violin, but her family is poor. Maybe she just wanted to try it while you weren’t around. And she accidentally broke it because

play it.”

she did it on purpose. If

offense. Her family is relatively poor, so I’m afraid she couldn’t

smart mouth to get everything wrong.

Who told you

and

Cynthia immediately interrupted her, “Do you really think that I don’t

but the piano the most. The reason why she works as a servant here is

to buy

legs began to go weak

one, you must at least understand

admit it. Or she couldn’t work here, and Alston and the

a severe

Maybe she was to revenge

second floor

confidence to say that. Because there was no monitor in the Smith family except for the one

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