Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Julia hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Yes, you're right. Back then, my son was infatuated with Nadine. He was convinced he couldn't live without her and even got down on his knees to beg me to allow him to marry her.

"I'm sure you know that Nadine could never be worthy of my son. So, I went to Palace Hotel to teach her a lesson that day. Oh, and she was working part-time there at the time, wearing their staff uniform."

Of course, she wasn't telling the full story. She conveniently left out the things she had said to insult Nadine, primarily because they had been too cruel to repeat aloud. As such, she just glossed over it.

Cameron could tell she was hiding something, and he knew what it was. However, since it wasn't critical to the matter at hand, he chose not to press further.

"Since you went there with the intention of humiliating Ms. Scott, what else did you see while you were there? For instance, Mr. Hamilton, Ms. Sawyer, or anyone else from the Hamilton family?"

Julia took a few minutes to think before responding, "I think I saw Jean and Madam Evelyn that day... No, wait. I definitely saw them! They were outside room 1913, and they looked really close-certainly not like mere acquaintances.

"I have no idea what they were talking about, but there was something off about their expressions. It was almost as if they had gained something but also lost something at the same time. They stood outside room 1913 for a long while, staring at the room next door."

such a long time ago, it took her a bit of time

Let's move on. Weren't you curious about what Ms. Sawyer and Madam Evelyn were looking at?

love a good drama; of course, I couldn't resist. So, I stood behind them, just

was already too late. All

dragged into

resist,

but she was no match for the man. In no time, she was

six years ago had grown hazy, this particular scene remained vivid. It was impossible to forget because the woman's hand stood out—so pale it

detailed notes. Then, he looked up at Julia and asked, "Mrs. Sullivan, did you

I saw. It all happened so quickly. The only thing I remember is her hand-it was so pale, it was practically glowing. But as for her face

in his notes. At this point, he was confident