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

Wyatt sneered. “Does this mean all of you failed at your job to

not the case, Mr. Lopez. It’s difficult for us to

right. Ms. Marsh only takes a few bites of every

the ground, shattering it into pieces. The housekeepers

a few more mouthfuls, despite her lack of appetite. 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 pay too little or do

inquired, “Who was in charge of her care last month on the

No one answered.

of money to oversee the upkeep

have a duty roster, Mr. Lopez. I-It’s…” The head housekeeper was flustered. “Mary, who was on duty previously, mistook the logbook for trash and threw

a coincidence that the logbook went missing just as I requested it.” Wyatt laughed and stood up, sending a kick in the head housekeeper’s

housekeeper sailing across the

the housekeepers cowered, and Gianna felt tendrils of fear

awaited if she said the

on the twenty-second. None of you will

by fear of Wyatt. “Heidi was on duty on the

to Heidi, who was standing beside

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

she replied, a tremor coursing

Wyatt advanced

her teeth chattered in fear as she answered, “I-I had forgotten about that. After

not that you didn’t want

she let her guard down and asked, “Did you

on, “I instructed all of you to keep track of her ovulation when you arrived. Why did you have contraceptives, and why did you spike her milk

a hostile gaze.

piercing stare, and she couldn’t finish her sentence as color leeched from her