His Precious Love

Gianna’s face fell, and she exploded in anger, “What nonsense—”

Wyatt shot her a warning look, and she recoiled a few steps, swallowing the rest of the sentence.

“Anything else?”

“Yes.” Heidi continued in a fit of sobbing, “Once Ms. Marsh came down with a fever, a very high fever. I wanted to phone you, but Ms. Gianna told me not to bother you. I suggested calling a doctor, which she didn’t allow either.

“Ms. Gianna assigned me the task of leaving Ms. Marsh’s meals at her door so she can get them herself. It’s not that Ms. Marsh is a picky eater but that Ms. Gianna told us to limit her servings. She pays us whenever we follow her orders and physically and verbally abuses us if we don’t, claiming that she’s the mistress of the house and that we must obey her.”

Wyatt maintained an expressionless face, but inwardly, he was overcome with the urge to strangle Gianna.

“Are you the only one working for her?” he questioned.

“Her, her, and her. They are under Ms. Gianna’s payroll too.” Heidi pointed at a few housekeepers. “We all take turns bringing Ms. Marsh food.”

Gianna raced over and tried to defend herself. “She’s falsely accusing me, Mr. Lopez! I have no ill will against Ms. Marsh and would never harm her. They’re all conspiring against me!”

“You have to believe me, Mr. Lopez! I’m innocent!” She raised three fingers. “I swear on my entire family that I didn’t do any of the things they accuse me of!”

Wyatt patted her cheek and smiled. “I never said I didn’t believe you. Why are you in such a hurry to swear an oath? The housekeepers did it, after all, and you only verbally abetted them. What good would it do to swear?”

He had seen through Gianna’s ploy, and a chill ran from her toes to the top of her head.

She forced herself to calm down and told herself to insist she was being slandered regardless of what the housekeepers claimed since there were no surveillance cameras.

“What Heidi said is true. Ms. Gianna is behind all of this.”

Lopez. She beats and scolds us if we don’t

Lopez, we didn’t mean to make things difficult for Ms. Marsh. This is simply Ms. Gianna’s animosity

were initially afraid of Wyatt began to speak up after Heidi exposed the truth, hoping

abused all of you and mistreated Ms. Marsh. Where’s your proof, then? Do you have wounds on your

and she straightened her spine. “You don’t have concrete

proof that you paid us,” one of them said and took out a wad of money from her pocket. “This is what you gave me the day before yesterday when

Wyatt’s gaze darkened.

barked a laugh. “I’m never more than a phone call away from having someone go grab something for me. I do not need to leave

voice. “You gave me

to dust it and see

to be filthy and would always wear

be on

housekeepers couldn’t argue with Gianna, and their eyes started to redden in frustration when they realized the mansion didn’t have surveillance

said in a plaintive voice, “Look, Mr. Lopez, they are dragging my name through the mud, accusing me of mistreating them and Ms. Marsh. You have to seek justice

his head up and gazed

turned to a housekeeper and instructed, “Get a ladder and take out the object

panicked gaze flew to the chandelier. Her heart started pounding when she couldn’t see anything

the ladder and

them climbed up, removed a black box from within, and handed

the black box and waited for a housekeeper to bring over a laptop before plugging it in. The screen displayed the surveillance footage of the foyer after a

day Gianna arrived and turned up the volume. The footage started playing, showing Jessica heading downstairs to prepare food but passing out in the kitchen before Gianna began ordering the housekeepers about. It then showed Gianna inviting her friends over for card games, Heidi hurrying downstairs to call Wyatt

the full extent of abuse Jessica had endured while

she lost weight. It isn’t because she was finicky, but because the housekeepers were limiting her meals and giving her unnutritious foods. She was confined to the third floor and couldn’t come downstairs either after the instructions I left to

no idea there would be a surveillance camera hidden in the chandelier,

and feet grew cold, and she stammered, “It was just a momentary lapse of judgment on my part, Mr. Lopez. I was jealous of