Chapter 108

“Where’s Margaret?” I dodged his approach, voice choked with emotion as I asked.

Timothy had been with Margaret when it happened. Why wasn’t she here?

No sooner had I asked than the sound of heels clacking anxiously along the corridor reached us. Margaret hurried toward us, her face pale. “Bry, is Timothy okay? Sorry, I got held up trying to hail a cab near the Ferguson Mansion. It took forever.”

I cut her off. “Why did Timothy suddenly faint?

A flicker of panic crossed Margaret’s face before she replied, “I… I don’t know. He couldn’t breathe all of a sudden and passed out.”

*Just like that? You didn’t say or do anything?” couldn’t believe it.

when he was furious

you suggesting I stressed Timothy into getting sick?” Margaret looked utterly bewildered and suddenly clutched her stomach, turning to Bryant in agony. “Bry, my stomach hurts so

hardened, “Your

Margaret replied weakly, “Yes!”

up and made for

leaning against the wall and trying to steady my breathing. Knowing how much

another.

might not… be out for a while. Besides, whatever happens, Mr. Timothy would want you

utterly drained. But I couldn’t help feeling more

staff rushing around me. Afraid of being in the way, I’d huddle in a corner, just like now, staring

well what

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affectionately called me “my dear” an

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