The last sentence of Noah seemed to be a sharp weapon to stimulate Nicola Clinton .
His eyes were burning with anger, as if he was going to drag her into it and burn her up.
"Amelia Wytte, I'll give you the last chance. Tell me the truth!"
"Everything I said is true. Nicola Clinton , when did you become so stupid? Even the words of a servant can affect your mood." Amelia Wytte didn't give in at all.
With a cruel look in her eyes, Elena slapped her hard on the face without saying anything.
The crisp sound was particularly harsh at this moment.
She widened her eyes and said angrily, "Amelia Wytte, to put it bluntly, you are now a dog raised by the Clinton family . How dare you bite the master without even growing your teeth? Since you don't want to tell the truth, I don't have to be polite to you. Noah, take someone to her room to search. If it was really her who stole it, the necklace must be hidden in her room."
Amelia Wytte covered her burning face and stared at Nicola Clinton .
But he acquiesced in what Elena had done. He even held the woman's slender waist, missed her and went downstairs directly.
In order to avoid any more trouble, Amelia Wytte also followed him back to her room.
At this moment, Noah had already turned her room upside down with the other two maids, and even her suitcase under the bed had been pulled out and turned over.
The small room was in a mess.
"I found it!" Noah suddenly shouted and took out a diamond necklace from the wardrobe.
She glared at Amelia Wytte, bumped her shoulder, took the necklace and went to the living room to ask for credit.
"Sir, Mrs. Kent , the necklace was found in a wardrobe in Amelia Wytte. It's really hidden." While speaking, Noah turned around and rolled his eyes at her.
Elena took it over in a hurry and held it in her hands like a treasure, "it's good that you've found it."
"Amelia Wytte, the evidence is irrefutable. What else do you want to say?" Nicola Clinton cast a sharp glance at them.
She stood not far away and said in a deep voice, "it's not me. I didn't steal it."
"We've found everything, but you're still defending yourself. So many people saw it just now." Noah said indignantly.
Amelia Wytte sneered and looked at her with burning eyes. "Who knows if those people are on your side? After all, all the servants of the Clinton family know that we have a grudge against each other. Last time you said that I pushed you downstairs. Don't you forget it?"
"Nonsense!" Nora replied angrily, seeming to be ashamed into anger.
Nicola Clinton pressed his thin lips into a straight line and leaned against the sofa lazily.
Noticing that something was wrong, Elena stepped forward to block Nicola Clinton 's sight and tried to persuade him, "Amelia Wytte, maybe it's a mistake, but you can't slander others like this. Since the necklace has been found, I won't pursue it. Forget it. You are too impulsive."
Well, now that you she has achieved her goal, and she pretends to be a good person again.
Amelia Wytte sneered in the bottom of her heart, and the corners of her mouth also rose.
"It's not a big deal. Mrs. Kent also said that this necklace is very precious, and it's a gift from Mr. Clinton . For this, you specially wore it to show off in front of me. If it is not found out clearly next time, and I become a scapegoat again, what should I do?"
"When is it your turn to decide the Clinton family ?" Nicola Clinton said in a cold voice.
He suddenly stood up, walked to Amelia Wytte and looked down at her.
The man was full of pressure, but now, she was not afraid at all.
Whether in the prison or in the Clinton family , she understood that tolerance would only make someone push his luck.
"Of course I can't make a decision. I'm just thinking for Mrs. Kent ." She replied.
The four eyes met, with a little gunpowder.
Elena Kent got more and more shocked.
She hurriedly grabbed Nicola Clinton 's arm and said, "forget it, Nicola . It's all my fault. I should have put the things away."
"She is right. Of course we can't just let it go, Uncle Mark ." Nicola Clinton smiled and his eyes twinkled like stars.
Amelia Wytte was shocked.
She had known him for more than ten years and knew that it was not a good sign.
"Yes, sir." Hearing the noise, Uncle Mark rushed over.
With his thin lips slightly open, Nicola Clinton said, "according to the rules of the Clinton family , theft is prohibited. What should we do?"
"Kick her out of the Clinton family and never hire her." Uncle Mark replied respectfully.
Everyone in the Clinton family wanted to come in.
But if she was driven out, no one dared to take her, let alone to be a servant, even to sell wine in the bar.
The seemingly simple punishment was actually a complete death.
"Okay, I'll go." Amelia Wytte agreed immediately and felt relieved.
But Nicola Clinton wouldn't let her go so easily.
"Who said I would let you go?" With a smile, he pointed to the cobblestone path at the door and said, "clean the stones one by one in an hour. Noah, keep an eye ."
"Yes, sir." Noah took the order excitedly.
Amelia Wytte bit her lips and looked at him in disbelief.
The path was at least three or four meters long. Roughly speaking, hundreds of cobblestones let her clean it, and he asked Noah to be the supervisor. Obviously, they were deliberately torturing her.
"Nicola , Amelia Wytte hasn't recovered yet, but..." Elena frowned and came out to plead for her again.
Amelia Wytte looked at her coldly and interrupted, "Okay, I'll go."
It was just a matter of cleaning and washing. She had gone through a lot in prison.
As long as she couldn't find out the truth of the car accident, she would go on.
She straightened her back and walked to the front yard under the gaze of everyone. She knelt down directly and wiped the floor one by one with a duster cloth.
Although it was already evening, it was still very hot outside.
Noah bowed to Nicola Clinton and followed him out. She looked at him carefully.
Elena winked at her, and the woman understood. Then she returned to Nicola Clinton and said, "darling, let's have dinner first. You must be tired after a busy day."
"Okay." Nicola Clinton replied in a low voice, letting the woman take his arm to the dining room.
There were only the two of them at the table. Satisfied, Elena picked up food into his bowl.
But Nicola Clinton didn't seem to have a good appetite. He even looked outside from time to time.
Obviously, he was worried about Amelia Wytte!
Enduring her anger, she smiled and said, "what's wrong? Do you have a bad appetite? If you really worry about her, let her in. Dr. Danver said that she is still weak."
"She doesn't deserve me to worry about her. It's just her own fault. I have something to deal with. You can eat by yourself." Nicola Clinton snorted, banged his chopsticks on the table and went upstairs directly.
Looking at the man's figure, Elena tightened her grip on the chopsticks.