“Who exactly is Grace?” Louise approached Melvin and questioned fiercely.

Melvin regained hisposure and said expressionlessly. “She’s a maid of the Francis family.”

“Since she’s a maid, why did you take special care of her? Why did you call Brian the moment

something happened to her? If you didn’t see mest night, you would have told Brian about Grace

fainting from heatstroke, right?”

Melvin secretly took a deep breath, not knowing how to exin.

“Why did you call Brian? It was because you knew Brian would hurry back immediately if Grace were in

trouble. He cares about Grace. Grace is his mistress! Am I right?”

Melvin lowered his head and said, “Miss Adkins, you’re reading too much into it. Mr. Brian treats you so

well. You’re Mr. Brian’s fiancée. If you think this way, he’ll be sad.”

Louise sneered. “You still know that I’m his fiancée? I don’t think you respect me at all. You’ve tried to

go against me time and time again.”

Melvin lowered his head even more. “I wouldn’t dare.”

Louise took a deep breath and softened her tone. “Melvin, you don’t have to do this. I only hope you

can understand that I’m the future Mrs. Francis of this family. As a servant who has worked here for six

years, you should know that a wise man submits to circumstances. Do you think any woman would

tolerate a maid having designs on her husband?”

Louise held Melvin’s arm and made him look up. She continued, “Melvin, if you still want to stay in the

Francis family, you’d better not interfere in anything I do in the future, especially regarding Grace.”

Melvin was silent with a grim expression.

“You still won’t tell me the identity of Grace, right? Or was I right just now?”

“Miss Adkins, Grace is indeed a maid of the Francis family. If you don’t believe me, yo

n ask Mr. Brian.”

Louise snorted coldly. “You’re obstinate! By the way, I’m warning you. If Brian learns about Grace’s

arrest, you’re the only one who could have snitched.”

With that, Louise turned around and left.

Melvin nced at the phone screen. In the end, he sighed deeply and put his phone away,

Grace was dragged to the police station and detained in the interrogation room.

The police questioned her. Seeing that she was not in a good state of mind, they gave her a bottle of

glucose.

Grace still felt light–headed. She could barely hear what the two people in front of her were saying.

Suddenly, her vision darkened, and she passed out on the table.

“Is she sick?”

“You go and take a look.”

The other police officer came over and patted Grace’s face. “She seems to have a fever!”

“Get a doctor here right away.”

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LUL 12.10

Grace was brought into a small room in the infirmary. While Grace was lying on the bed, a female

doctor came over and removed the gauze on Grace’s head.

“It’s a fever caused by a worsening wound and inmmation.”

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The doctor examined her wound and tutted. “What is this person doing? Did she apply loose powder to

the wound?”

The female doctor cleaned Grace’s wound again. After bandaging it, she prepared to give Grace an

intravenous injection.

A sharp pain came from the back of Grace’s hand. Grace slowly woke up. She looked at the medicine

bottle above her and sat up in a panic. She pulled out the needle.

The doctor looked at her in shock. “What are you doing? Do you know that you’re sick? Your wound is

already inmed, and your fever is 101.3 degrees Fahrenheit. I have to give you an anti–inmmatory

injection and fever medicine immediately!”