Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Only in the Hughes residence, no matter what happened to them after taking any pill—be it death—their family members would have no way of seeking compensation from the Hughes family, even if they pursued a lawsuit.

“Wait!” Diana yelled.

Seeing their clothes, Diana had a thought. Very soon, she caught up with the maid whom she spoke with just now.

The maid’s back tensed up ever so slightly. She turned, around and asked, “What’s the matter, Ms. Winnington?”

“Your clothes.” Diana pointed at their uniform. “Does everyone working at the Hughes household have to wear the same white uniform? Even the men?”

This time, the lady didn’t reply to Diana’s question.

Diana explained, “I’m in the fashion design industry. I think the fabric used in your uniform is of great quality.”

She didn’t even need a closer look to feel the fabric’s smooth and silky texture. The detailed embroidery on the uniform made it look very expensive.

Jim had used it in his uniforms.

The maid said, “Both men and women wear the same uniform, but in different colors.”

“What color is the men’s

around here, and I haven’t

before her from head to toe, ascertaining that the maid wasn’t lying before finally letting her

know who Matt Hughes

Matt Hughes just because of

Jim bore no ill-intentions

I’ll take note of it when

smiled, and looked at her huge team that had

consisted of a grand total of 20 people, all dressed in white uniform embroidered with silver patterns on them. Their hair was coiled up in neat chignons, and they looked like an impressive army when

also

lagging behind, and said, “If there’s

aside. “Sure. Thank you

had delivered so many things to her, and tasked so many of his subordinates to tidy

in her hand, and pondered over the most appropriate way to thank Jim tomorrow when she visited him. At the same time,