Chapter 127 Rose and Michael Argue
After this incident, the entire Hamilton Mansion quieted down.
Clio called for a doctor to examine Michael's hand, trying to get him treated.
However, the doctor shook his head: "The bones are shattered. There's no fixing it."
Michael either went crazy or roared in rage while lying in bed.
He said he would definitely kill Cressida.
Clio could only hold him and cry, regretting over and over again.
When Cressida was born, why didn't she strangle her?
The family had never done anything wrong to Cressida, yet when she came back from the battlefield, she had developed such a heart of stone!
She even hurt Michael - Cressida had completely lost her humanity.
Clio choked up and said: "Michael, I'll find the best doctors to treat you, no matter how much it costs."
However, despite saying this, when Nanny did the calculations, Clio realized she had very little money left.
Recently, to pay off Michael's gambling debts, Clio had pawned all her gold and silver jewelry.
The assets Clio had before marriage were also taken and sold by Patrick.
What's more, Clio's monthly allowance had been cut off by Cressida, who claimed there were problems with the accounts when Clio was managing the household, and it still hadn't been restored.
Struggling to make ends meet, Clio could only ask Rose to hand over her belongings.
Rose cried pitifully: "Mother, where would I have any extra money?"
She was being suppressed by Cressida too!
She had no monthly allowance, and most of her assets had been taken away just a few days ago when the gambling house came to the door.
Facing Clio, Rose tearfully complained about her difficulties.
Of course, I didn't tell Clio that I actually still had money at the gambling house on high-interest loans.
This was from when Clio had given me a portion of what Doyle had rewarded Cameron.
So it was mine, and I absolutely wouldn't take it out now.
After the monthly allowance was cut off, Rose's life became extremely difficult.
Even the maids dared to show her attitude.
The meals brought to her every day were either watery soup or spoiled food.
"You're giving me this to eat? Don't you know any manners!" Rose scolded.
The maid from the kitchen delivering the food glanced at Rose: "You're not the real master of the Hamilton Mansion, why are you being so picky?"
Rose was shocked: "How dare you talk to me like that?"
The maid snorted: "The entire Hamilton Mansion is eating less and using less now. Ms. Cressida Hamilton said that Mr. Michael Hamilton just paid off his gambling debts, so everyone needs to be frugal! Ms. Cressida Hamilton hasn't even complained, yet you're the first to speak up. What does the Hamilton Mansion have to do with you anyway?"
After saying this, the maid huffily walked away with the food box.
Rose's eyes widened: "How outrageous!"
She had lived at the Hamilton Mansion for ten years and had never been treated like this!
So she had a trusted maid take the receipt to the gambling house to collect the high-interest loan.
But unexpectedly, the maid came back and told her.
"The money has already been used by Mr. Michael Hamilton. The money he lost gambling includes your share."
Rose couldn't sit still and went straight to Michael's room.
She didn't even knock, just pushed aside the curtain.
The room reeked of medicine, and Michael was half-lying on the bed, eating a pear with a gloomy expression.
Seeing Rose enter, he immediately sat up: "Rose..."
Rose's chest heaved violently. Suppressing her anger, she said through gritted teeth: "Michael, what right did you have to touch my high-interest loan?"
Michael paused: "The gambling house said you had a high-interest loan there, so I withdrew it all for emergency use."
"Your emergency? That's my money. How could you use my money to gamble!" Rose was furious.
Michael was already feeling bad, and now being scolded by her made him even more irritated.
"Rose, to be blunt, that's not even your money - my mother gave it to you! That's the Hamilton family's money."
Rose's breathing stopped, her chest heaving, her beautiful face turning pale with resentment.
She stared at Michael with gloomy eyes, only to hear him say: "I had every right to use it. Why are you questioning me? Besides, when I spent money on you before, I didn't even blink. Are you really going to settle accounts with me now!"
Seeing Michael was angry, Rose's fury gradually subsided.
She couldn't completely break things off yet. Until she found a better person to attach herself to, she had to stay calm!
Rose showed a somewhat vulnerable expression: "But Michael, I don't have a single cent now. I'm living extremely hard. Even the maids look down on me. You took my high-interest loan, leaving me with nothing to fall back on."
Seeing her like this, Michael softened.
"What can I do? I still have two debts unpaid. I was actually hoping you could help me..."
"What?" Rose suddenly looked up. "You still have outstanding debts?"
Michael pressed his lips together: "Not from the gambling house - I borrowed from other people."
Rose felt dizzy.
She thought to herself, no wonder the entire Hamilton Mansion had to rely on Cressida going to war to earn merit. The men, from top to bottom, were all useless!
Rose steadied herself: "You should tell Mother."
"No! If I tell her, won't she be furious with me?"
"I can't help you. There's nothing I can do." Rose shook her head.
Michael thought for a moment and suddenly said: "I know Mother has a box hidden on top of the cabinet with gold items inside. I'll get it out, and you help me sell it. How about that?"
Rose's eyebrows jumped: "That's too bold. If Mother finds out..."
"It doesn't matter if she finds out. Mother has always favored me. Besides, Rose, aren't you desperate for money too? After selling it, except for what I need, the rest is all yours."
Hearing this, Rose thought for a moment and slowly nodded.
However, in her heart, she was thinking.
I can't stay at the Hamilton Mansion anymore. Cressida clearly wants to destroy Michael, and I might be next!
But I can't become someone else's goddaughter again either. What should I do?
After thinking it over, marriage is my only way out.
Clio had originally said she would find marriage prospects for me - after all, I'm of age.
But I don't like the ones who are well-matched, and I'm even less willing to marry below my station.
I need to plan carefully for my future...
Early August.
Cressida went to Brynn's courtyard.
As soon as Brynn saw Cressida, she nervously served tea herself.
"Cressida, you, why are you here? Do you want me to..."
Before she could finish, Cressida interrupted with a light smile: "Brynn, don't be nervous. I'm not here for anything else, but to deliver an invitation."
Cressida handed over an invitation from the palace.
"His Majesty the King wants to celebrate the Festival of the Bright Moon early on the 10th of this month and has invited the Howard family to attend. I came to ask if you want Rita to come along."
Brynn was about to nod when she thought of something and said instead: "You decide. We'll follow your lead."
Cressida's expression was calm: "Then let her come along. It'll be lively."
Brynn nodded respectfully, her manner cautious and careful.
Cressida prepared to leave after delivering the message.
Seeing her about to go, Brynn immediately stood up to see her out.
When they reached the garden entrance, with only the two of them and the maids far away.
Only then did Cressida say indifferently: "Brynn, you don't need to be nervous every day. When it's time for you to identify him, I'll tell you in advance. The way you're acting like you're facing a great enemy will make people suspicious."
Brynn's face turned pale as she lowered her head: "Cressida, can you tell me what exactly you're trying to do?"
Because if Cressida just wanted Brynn to simply identify Michael, it wouldn't take this long - they could just go to the authorities immediately, right?
Besides, Mabel wasn't killed, so even if convicted, Michael wouldn't suffer much.
But what Cressida had been doing at the Howard Mansion recently made even someone as slow as Brynn sense that a storm was coming.
Cressida looked at her, her tone calm: "What can I do? Naturally, bring the evildoer to justice. Don't worry, Brynn, I won't force you to do anything else."
After saying this, Cressida left with her maids.
As soon as Cressida returned to her room, Ingrid came over and said: "Noah just sent someone saying that Ms. Howard from the Howard family sent Rose an invitation to bring her along to the palace for the Festival of the Bright Moon."
Cressida sneered.
Rose seemed unable to sit still these days and kept going out to see friends.
She had always been good at flattering people, so she was still managing to get by.
Naturally, she also knew Cressida wouldn't take her to the Festival of the Bright Moon, so Rose asked others to bring her along.
"Rose is about to be kicked out of the Howard Mansion. Let's see how long she can keep this up."