Millie’s tone carried gravity as she beckoned, “Enter.”

Gentleness has no place for those with nefarious intentions.

Beside Mae, Bria nudged her forward with a hushed assurance.

“Do not yield to fear. Proceed.”

Summoning her courage, Mae crossed the threshold.

“Mrs. Thomas, how may I be of service?”

shattered the porcelain, did you not? Fear of accountability led you to deliberately lure me to the study. The

word a

legs quivered, a

I am unaware of the circumstances. I beseech you,

struck dumb. Mae projected fear, yet defiance simmered beneath

have noted Mae’s recent arrival and her customary timidity;

forth, a defender

Bria?

for Mae, taking

recently. She is not accountable for the porcelain’s demise. I attest on her behalf. Mrs. Thomas unjustly

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