Ada let out a sigh of resignation.

“Carter, I know I tend to be willful and wayward, but I’m not that heartless and cold-blooded. You should go and comfort Ms. Brown. She must be feeling especially…”

Without waiting for Ada to finish her sentence, Carter left her and walked straight to Shirley.

Carter glanced sideways at the charred house which had been burnt down to its frame. His eyebrows drew tight as the burning smell hit his nostrils.

He walked up to Shirley, lowered his body slightly, and was about to speak when Shirley raised a hand unexpectedly and slapped him.

Carter was dumbfounded. His face remained sideways, seemingly did not react, and he stood motionless.

Ada and the servants nearby had witnessed the entire scene, and all of them were shocked.

Carter held the position as the honorable Viscount of St. Piaf; he carried with him the blood of royalty.

Ever since he was a child, who would have dared to move a single strand of his hair?

woman who was seated in a wheelchair had actually dared to hit Carter,

face was so delicate that even touching it was

she got over him, she had no intention of becoming his pawn ever again, always cautious around him—an obedient pawn who carried out his

red as she glared at Carter, who wore a dark expression on

I’ll make certain

every word through gritted teeth,

face over, frowning as he met Shirley’s

deaths have anything to do with me? Shirley, has the

nothing to do with it? Carter,

and Cathy here? Would they have

Carter momentarily speechless,

into a terrible rage. Ada was also looking forward to it. However, they only witnessed Carter’s kind tone as

about this fire. It’s definitely arson. I’ll

certainly the result of a human act, and you are the murderer,” Shirley said furiously, glaring at him. She turned

in a daze after being scolded and

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