Chapter 66: Cover-up
Everything returned to silence, as if nothing had happened a moment earlier.
Charlotte stood quietly next to her cousin, who had passed out, without any expression on her face, just silently tidying up her dress that had just been crumpled by the intense movements.
Although she has been a pampered eldest lady since she was a child, she has been active since she was a child, riding horses, hunting and rowing boats, so her body is also vigorous, and even now, her movements are still very agile when needed.
Charlotte lifted her foot slightly, rubbed Edgar's body, and made sure that he was really unconscious, and then she slowly walked to the desk and looked at the painting on the table.
I have to say that Edgar's painting skills are indeed very superb, limited by the conditions, although the colors are not particularly thick and vivid, but he handles it well into a painting style with a vague and hazy feeling. The light was distributed in the half-dim room, and Charlotte was half-lying on the bed, her clothes set off by the blurred floor, and there was a charm in the luxury, as if there was some indescribable sorrow.
Although Edgar said that the painting was not finished and that a few strokes were missing, in Charlotte's opinion, it was very well done - at least in Charlotte's opinion it was already a good painting and worthy of praise.
While she was still admiring the painting, the door was pushed open again, and her handmaiden cautiously entered. Then, she saw Edgar lying on the floor, and gasped in shock.
"Madame...... This...... This is...... How so? ā
"What's the panic? It's just an immediac response. Charlotte, who had been interrupted from her appreciation, blinked unhappily, then turned her head to look at her maid, "He just ran over to me and told me that he was going to leave here in the middle of the night, huh...... Then I'll have to do it myself. ā
In the original plan. Edgar would be caught in the early hours of the morning when a person was most asleep, and Charlotte didn't have to interfere at all, but since Edgar didn't plan to sleep here, Charlotte had to decide to do it herself.
"Yes...... That's right. The handmaiden's horror slowly subsided, and she lowered her head and stared at Edgar. It was confirmed that he was not dead, but had just passed out.
"Okay, don't look at it, it's a waste of time." Charlotte interrupted her calmly, "Go get the rope, we need to tie him up so he doesn't wake up later." ā
"Okay...... Good! The maid nodded in agreement, and ran out of the house.
After a while, she was back quickly. With a smile on his face, "I borrowed rope from the people here......"
"Are the people here okay?" Charlotte frowned slightly.
"This is the place they designated, so there should be no problem......" the maid replied quickly.
Then, without waiting for Charlotte's order, she directly half-squatted down, and then tied up the unconscious middle-aged man with a rope.
"Bet your mouth too lest he wake up and scream." Charlotte added.
"Okay." The maid looked around, and finally took a towel from the dresser, rolled it up, and stuffed it into the middle-aged man's mouth.
It was very tightly tied. His mouth was also tightly gagged, and even if Edgar did wake up, it would probably be useless.
"Good. Well done. Charlotte nodded in satisfaction.
"What should we do next? Will you carry him down and hand him over to the group now? The maid asked again.
"No, no!" Charlotte replied categorically, "What about the soldiers down there, what if they see them?" I can't be involved in this kind of thing, don't you know? ā
"But...... But ......" the maid was a little surprised. "And what should we do with him?"
"Simple, move him under my bed." Charlotte gave her a rather surprising answer.
"Huh?"
"Hide him under the bed first. Then tomorrow he said he hadn't seen him, and he disappeared. Charlotte continued calmly, "At the same time, there are several pieces of my jewelry......
The maid's eyes widened, and she finally understood what Charlotte meant.
"You're going to turn him into a complete disappearance? Let it all end with a theft? ā
"Can't you?" Charlotte just sneered. Then he bowed down and motioned for the maid to come with her, "He was going to run anyway, and now we're just doing the same thing." ā
Then, in order to keep Edgar unconscious for longer, she picked up the low stool next to her and slammed it into his head.
The poor middle-aged man didn't react after receiving this blow, but just twitched like a fish on a chopping board, and the maid couldn't help but shrink back when she saw it.
"Don't waste time, why don't you help me?!" Charlotte glanced at her in displeasure.
The maid understood, and with Charlotte struggled to lift Edgar's limp upper body, and dragged him under the bed, and then, still uneasy, Charlotte checked again to make sure that there was no way for the man to escape.
"Thank you," said Charlotte, who had done all this work, and leaned back on the edge of the bed to rest.
She suddenly felt a sleepiness now, and then she staggered to her feet and sat down on the bed.
She wanted to lie down, but when she thought of a person lying under her bed, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
You can't fall asleep like this.
"Let's change rooms tonight, you sleep here!" Charlotte said with a frown.
"Huh?" The maid hadn't reacted yet.
"How am I going to sleep while he's here? So I'll have to sleep somewhere else," Charlotte grew more and more displeased, "but it can't be without looking, right?" You just stay here and watch him, and you can't make any problems. ā
Her tone was unquestionable, and she didn't bother to care if the maid could sleep here.
Because she knew Charlotte's temper, the maid did not dare to argue at all, but nodded silently, and then Charlotte stood up and walked out without looking back, and walked into the maid's room next door.
"That's right. Look at that painting carefully and help me put it away! When she reached the door, she remembered something and told the other party again.
Contrary to what she expected, she still couldn't sleep that night, tossing and turning in bed. She only felt dizzy, and it wasn't until much later that she fell asleep groggily.
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When Charlotte reopened her eyes, it was already dawn.
Ignoring the aches and pains on her body, she slowly got out of bed, got dressed, and walked to the room where she had stayed the previous night.
When she entered, the maid, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, soon looked at her, and her eyes were wide open and bloodshot.
"You didn't sleep last night?" Charlotte was taken aback.
"How can I sleep here...... I don't know whether to complain or complain. The handmaiden's tone was a little strange. "If something is abnormal, how can you forgive me!"
"Alright, don't be angry." Because she saw the grievances in the other party's heart, Charlotte smiled, and then patted the other party's shoulder, "It's really bad that this kind of thing happened, but as long as we get through it, everything will be fine, trust me." It's going to be fine...... And, you'll get everything you deserve from it. I've said before that you've served me for so long. I'll give you an annuity, now...... You can get a triple annuity, and I'll give it to you when I go back to France, so I don't have to wait until you retire. ā
Charlotte: That's true, the Trevills never know what it means to be stingy when it comes to paying people who have merit. Besides, now she needs to encircle this helper.
Just as she expected. After hearing Charlotte's promise, the handmaiden's grievances were swept away and turned into surprises.
"Are you telling the truth? Madam...... This ......"
"Of course it's true." Charlotte didn't hesitate to reconfirm. "But...... You should understand what to do after you take the money, right? ā
After a moment of consternation, the maid nodded quickly. "Yes, I understand, ma'am. I will serve you faithfully, as I have always done...... Until the day you don't think you need my services. And even then, I will keep in my heart everything I see when I am around you, and I will never tell anyone, ma'am, please accept my gratitude......"
These words are also sincere. She knew in her heart that it was very simple to kill herself with her wife's power and ruthlessness, and her willingness to give money to seal her mouth was already very affectionate.
"Good, you know." Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief and gently patted the other man on the shoulder. "You know, I'm a very generous person, but if I'm forced to do anything."
Then, she lifted the sheets and looked to find Edgar, who had been tightly tied, still lying there, unconscious.
Looks like it was really hard enough last night......
A sense of joy and accomplishment welled up in her heart.
She will never forgive the husband who killed his wife, even if it is from the position of being the wife of someone else.
"Let's get ahead of the preparations, there's only one last thing left."
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"Madame Treville, are you ready?" The officer of the guard knocked softly on the door.
He knew that the lady had already had breakfast in her room, so he intended to welcome her on her final journey and free himself from this task.
Unexpectedly, however, Madame Treville opened the door with a strange expression.
"Sir, please come in!" She greeted the officer.
When the officer walked in with confusion, Charlotte frowned and pointed to her maid, "We were already getting ready, but there's something strange, sir...... A few of my jewels in my suitcase are missing! ā
"What?" The officer was taken aback and subconsciously looked around.
"Yes, we've been looking for a long time, but we haven't been able to find it...... I don't know what's going on, but we saw it when we were on the road yesterday. ā
Thief? The officer subconsciously flashed this judgment.
Then, as if thinking of something, he hurried out the door and shouted orders to the soldiers downstairs.
When several soldiers heard the order, they scattered everywhere, but soon they regrouped and brought bad news to the officers.
"What? That Mr. Painter is gone?! When she heard the officer's report, Charlotte's face became even more ugly.
"Yes, he's gone. So I think it's already obvious......" the officer shrugged rather regretfully.
"What's the situation?" Charlotte was still confused.
"He's a thief." The officer said, in a taste peculiar to the British, who had always looked down on any foreigner, "a French thief disguised as a painter." ā
Charlotte froze, then sat down on the bed.
"How is this possible? He paints so well! ā
"Then he might be a good-looking thief." The officer summed up with a look of regret, "Okay, ma'am, don't worry, even if that guy ran late last night, then he still can't run far, we will report it to the local police quickly, and hope they can solve it as soon as possible." ā
"But...... But...... How can this be! Charlotte's face was red and white, obviously at a loss, "I...... I'm from the Treville family, how can I be involved in the crime? ā
Looking at her embarrassed and panicked look, the officer understood something.
The painter may have stolen the jewelry in this room, and there may have been something else he had done before leaving this room......
These upper-class ladies have been raised stupidly in a pampered life, so that they don't understand when they are deceived, and now they dare not speak out.
"These Frenchmen!" He couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart again.
"So, what do you want to do?"
"Sir...... Do you see if you can do that? Charlotte seemed to think of something, and regained her spirits, "My husband is very rich, he can buy me as much jewelry as he wants, and he doesn't need to pay attention to the price at all, so these jewelry and jewelry are useless things for me, and if I lose them, I will lose them!" ā
"No...... I'm afraid that's not good, ma'am? After all, I am also responsible for such a thing that happened along the way...... I think we should report it as soon as possible, because I believe it won't take long for the gangsters to be brought to justice. ā
The officer understood his wife's feelings about not wanting her husband to hear the slightest rumor, but that didn't mean he didn't want to make any profit from it.
"Didn't you say you were responsible? So why do you have to take this responsibility?! Charlotte was visibly anxious, "Well, sir, you have been taking care of us for so long, and I have to pay you something." ā
This is long overdue, the officer sneered in his heart. (To be continued......)
PS: Today's shopping loss is huge, I ask you to give a big reward to help one or two ....../(ćoć)/~~