CHAPTER 907: CHAPTER 907: THIS IS HUMAN NATURE

The same night, in the grand mansion on Wutong Road.

The servants were getting restless because today was the deadline for Lydia Ingram to issue the weekly wages, but no money had been transferred to their accounts.

"What’s going on? Could President Ingram have been too busy and forgotten?"

"Even a simple money transfer is delayed? It’s just a small amount of money, after all, Ms. Usher isn’t really important."

"Just a breeding machine, not important at all."

"Once the baby is born, I really wonder what her fate will be."

"She’s currently out on bail. Once the child is born, she’ll be going to prison."

On the stairs, Monica Usher paused, gripping the railing, and coldly stared at the gossiping maids on the sofa.

A few seconds later, a maid inadvertently glanced up and saw her, startled into a slight gasp.

Monica Usher’s eyes were like an ancient deep well, exuding a chilly light.

The maid quickly nudged the other maid beside her, who was still chatting away, and as that maid looked up, she too caught sight of Monica Usher and immediately fell silent.

Gradually, everyone saw the woman standing on the stairs.

Like an ethereal ghost, her eyes shone with a cold light.

A brief silence fell over the living room.

Until one of the servants casually picked up the remote and turned on the TV, and a news bulletin immediately appeared on the screen.

The severe and precise voice of the political and legal news anchor resonated—

"Lydia Ingram’s arrest is indeed a source of great satisfaction; her criminal evidence has already spread online, but it’s mostly speculation. When the official announcement comes, there will surely be more unknown details revealed. The extent of a person’s wickedness could entirely surpass your imagination..."

On the large screen, as the host spoke, footage of Lydia Ingram being arrested played in the background.

Monica Usher tightened her grip on the railing slightly, her eyes showed a hint of shock, but it was only momentary.

Staring at the man being arrested on the screen, her gaze sharpened again.

The next moment, the servants started to clamor—

"He’s been caught! Who’s going to settle our wages for this week?!"

"Not keeping up with the news these days really leaves you clueless. I’ve long heard he was dealing drugs and treats women like clothes; now the evidence is conclusive, right?"

"Rumor has it he has protective backing; maybe he’ll be released in a few days, so let’s stay calm for now."

"Hah, it’s blown up to the political and legal programs, and you think he can be released?" someone rolled their eyes, "Didn’t you hear? CEO Kingston assisted in his capture! I think, assisted my foot, it was just CEO Kingston wanting to catch him!"

"So it seems Lydia Ingram won’t be getting out?"

Monica Usher stood on the stairs, watching everyone talking as if she wasn’t there.

Only Mrs. Goldman glanced at her occasionally.

The next second, everyone started grabbing things—

"I’ll take this tea set! It’s not too much to take this as the service fee for this week, right?" someone glanced at Monica Usher, picked up the tea set, and walked out of the living room.

This left Monica Usher stunned!

Once someone led the way, others just followed suit—

Everyone started grabbing crystal glasses from the wine cabinet, conveniently portable and expensive.

Kitchen utensils were also taken away, as well as some small ornaments...

Monica Usher was no longer surprised, just silently watching everything unfold. When the servants left the living room with their loot in the night, she found only Mrs. Goldman standing by the sofa.

In the vast living room, the two women’s gazes met.

The crystal chandelier emitted a faint light, and the TV continued its coverage of Lydia Ingram, the arrest scene both spectacular and thrilling.

Monica Usher took a step downstairs, Mrs. Goldman snapped out of it and picked up the remote to turn off the TV.

The living room returned to a silence it had never experienced before.