Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 391

Wyatt listened to the housekeeper and made a quip to Gianna, “I didn’t expect you to remember their names, seeing as you typically criticize and look down upon them.”

Her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly said, “You bought this mansion for me, Mr. Lopez. Of course I will remember their names to order them around more efficiently. Surely this shouldn’t come as a surprise to you.”

“Not in the least.” He nodded in agreement with a cold glint in his eyes.

Gianna stood beside him, her heart pounding rapidly and uneasily against her chest.

She tried to reassure herself. Mr. Lopez rarely comes here, and the mansion has no surveillance cameras. I have bribed all the housekeepers, so he shouldn’t know what’s happening here.

Wyatt sat with his leg slightly propped up, sipping his coffee every now and again.

All the housekeepers who were off the clock were summoned to the mansion and stood quietly, not daring to breathe loudly. As for the few housekeepers on leave, they received a phone call from the head housekeeper to return and started arriving one after another an hour later.

The head housekeeper took a step forward and cautiously informed Wyatt, “Mr. Lopez, the housekeepers are all here.”

“Is that so?” He nodded and swept his sharp gaze over them. “Who is in charge of Ms. Marsh’s care on the third floor, including prepping her meals?”

Heidi was among those who stood forward with their heads bowed.

Wyatt continued evenly, “Did she start losing appetite two months ago? Was the food fresh from the kitchen, including the milk and eggs?”

One of the housekeepers answered with a quiver in her voice, “Yes, Ms. Marsh’s appetite has always been poor.”

“The vegetables and meat are fresh and bought from the market every morning,” another housekeeper said, handing Wyatt the grocery receipts.

He scanned them briefly before asking, “What are her favorite dishes, and what does she dislike?”

housekeepers exchanged a look and lowered

this mean all of you failed at your

Mr. Lopez. It’s difficult for us to determine her likes and

Marsh only takes a few bites

Wyatt threw his coffee cup on the ground, shattering it into pieces. The housekeepers jumped, their hands and

The ones in charge of her meals should monitor what she eats every day and note it down. Why the f*ck did you show me a godd*mn groceries list? Is the salary I

“Who was in charge of her care last

No one answered.

“I’m paying you a lot of money to oversee the upkeep of this home, yet you don’t even have a

housekeeper was flustered. “Mary, who was on duty previously, mistook the logbook

requested it.” Wyatt laughed and stood

the room before landing in a heap

felt

knew that only death awaited if she said the

on duty on the twenty-second. None of you

Someone spoke up, spurred by fear of Wyatt. “Heidi

to Heidi, who was standing

towering over her as he asked, “Were you on duty on

tremor coursing through

you answer my question just now?” Wyatt advanced toward her, a murderous aura emanating

on end, and her teeth chattered in fear as she answered, “I-I had forgotten about that. After all, it was last month, and I have many tasks on hand every

it, not that you didn’t

guard down and asked, “Did you know

track of her ovulation when you arrived. Why did you have contraceptives, and why did you

a hostile

The words were lodged in Heidi’s throat under his piercing stare, and