In the next few days, Amelia Wytte was in a repeated fever and coma.
She had taken the medicine prescribed by Danver all the time, but it still didn't work. Was it because of her illness? As Danver said, it had become a big problem for her,
She leaned against the head of the bed and covered her belly with her hands.
"Oh, you are awake. You are still pretending to be weak on the bed. Get up and go to work." Suddenly, the door was pushed open. Noah looked at her with disdain and urged her.
"Did Mr. Clinton ask you to come here?" Amelia Wytte looked up at her and said coldly.
It seemed that Noah didn't expect her to do so. With a guilty conscience, she asked, "what? You didn't listen to order?"
"Of course. You are just a servant of the Clinton family , just like me. Even if you come here a little longer than me, it doesn't mean that you can order me without permission." Amelia Wytte answered decisively.
She didn't even realize that she looked like Nicola Clinton when she was angry.
"You..." Noah was very angry.
"Will you listen to my order?" While they were arguing, Elena suddenly came in from outside.
Today, she wore a bubble sleeve and floral skirt with Camisole. Her long hair was made into curly waves, casually falling behind her. The Pearl hairpin on the top of her hair added some charm to her.
Amelia Wytte pressed her lips and said, "Mrs. Kent , what can I do for you?"
"My room hasn't been cleaned for a long time. Why don't you help me clean it?" She leaned against the wall and fiddled with her long hair, feeling very comfortable.
Hearing this, Amelia Wytte could not help frowning.
It was not as simple as asking her to clean the room.
"What? You don't want to?" Raising her eyebrows, Elena looked at her.
Amelia Wytte shook her head, "no, I'm going now."
"That's good," smiled Elena with satisfaction. She turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped and looked back at her. "By the way, be careful with your hands and feet. Don't damage my jewelry. It's very expensive."
"Got it."
Looking at the graceful back of the woman, Amelia Wytte had a complicated feeling.
Even if she didn't go there this time, Elena could think of other ways to frame her. It was better to see what kind of trick she was playing.
She struggled to get out of bed and changed into the servant's uniform. Then she went to the room of Elena and began to clean it.
In the pink room, the furniture and decoration were the best. It could be seen that Nicola Clinton attached great importance to her.
And on her dressing table, there was a group photo of the two of them.
The background should be taken at the engagement party. The two of them wore the same color clothes, and the smiling Uncle Mark held the man's arm. They were a perfect match.
And look at her. Over the years, her hands, which used to play the piano, had grown calluses and her skin was very rough.
"Oh, it's so ironic." She sneered, shook her head and began to do business quickly.
Her room was not dirty, and it would be finished soon. During the whole process, Elena didn't show up, which surprised Amelia Wytte.
Was it true that Elena just wanted her to work as a part-time worker?
But later, it turned out that her guess was right--
Today, Nicola Clinton came back earlier than usual. In Amelia Wytte, he hid in the kitchen and didn't go out to meet the man.
He took a look at the dishes on the table. They were very familiar with both the dishes and the taste.
He frowned and said nothing.
"I'll ask Mrs. Kent to come downstairs for dinner." Noah stepped forward and said respectfully.
Nicola Clinton nodded slightly to show his agreement. Suddenly, a scream of Elena Kent came from upstairs, "ah!"
Amelia Wytte, who was busy filling soup, was startled by the voice. She turned her hand and spilled hot soup on her wrist. The pain made her gasp and feel inexplicably flustered.
When she rushed out, Nicola Clinton and Noah had already gone upstairs.
After a short hesitation, she followed him.
In the guest room, Elena sat in front of the dressing table, looking flustered.
"What happened?" Nicola Clinton stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
As soon as she saw him, Elena grabbed the man's clothes and said, "Nicola , the necklace, my diamond necklace is missing. You gave it to me personally at the engagement party."
She sniffed and signaled him to look at the jewelry box on the table.
The delicate velvet box was empty.
When Amelia Wytte went to the door, she just heard this sentence, and instantly understood why Elena Kent suddenly asked her to clean the room.
In order to frame her, this woman had so many tricks!
"You mean there is a thief in Clinton family ?" Nicola Clinton 's face darkened.
"I don't know, but I have searched the whole room, but I haven't found the necklace..." Elena shook her head like a rattle.
"Who else has come to your room besides you?" Nicola Clinton asked again, letting the woman hold his arm.
Pretending to be lost in thought, Elena said, "in the afternoon, Amelia Wytte has come to clean the room."
"She?" Hearing this, Nicola Clinton turned to look at Amelia Wytte, which was full of scrutiny, making her almost out of breath.
"Yes, I did come to clean the room, but I didn't see any diamond necklace, let alone steal it." Amelia Wytte looked at him and said.
Elena pretended to be nice again.
She pursed her red lips and said softly, "Nicola , I believe what she said. After all, she used to be the eldest daughter of the Wytte family and had never seen any decent jewelry. Moreover, she had seen my diamond necklace last time. She also knew that it was given to me by you, so she would not move randomly."
Well, what she said was really powerful.
Although she tried to defend her, in fact, she pushed her further into the fire.
As expected, Nicola Clinton 's face darkened when he heard the last sentence.
"Amelia Wytte, you are so jealous. If it's not yours, why do you have to get it?" He gritted his teeth and asked.
She still straightened her back and said in disappointment, "no, I don't. I don't care about her diamond necklace at all. She asked me to clean the room, and she even specially reminded me not to touch her jewelry. Nicola Clinton , you are so smart. Don't you feel anything wrong?"
"Amelia Wytte, I just kindly remind you. Why do you say that as if I was deliberately setting you up?" Elena interrupted her unhappily.
"That's right. Mrs. Kent is a nice person. The scalds on her face haven't healed yet because of you. I don't know if there will be scars. You are such a vicious woman. No wonder you can be so cruel to Bill and Master !"