" .... I would like to speak to you later"I caught Mrs Rouse in the midst of ending a conversation with her assistant.It was not long until they noticed my presence.
It was not long until they burst out in explainations.I swear that I never heard nothing more other from the last verse Mrs.Rouse stated.I suppose both were clueless of the left out information.Nevertheless I was glad to missing my chance in pausing them before they said anything else.
Somewhere in between their bewildered state a name "Lizzie McGuire" slipped. Conversely,the tempter tempted me into knowing more.Luckily for me, Mrs Rouse won't keep quiet until I got fully updated. Her guilt trip became my ticket to finding the purpitrator who broke my house.
I held on to her words,"Lizzie McGuire was my employee" Mrs Rouse again left no room for me to digest her statements."She is no longer an employee to my company . It's hilarious because she saved me the bother of firing her" I liked Mrs Rouse even though she was great at mind games.
She said nothing else besides her last say on the topic.The last I saw of her was early on a Saturday morning as she sipped wine and lowly giggled to herself.It was at that exact moment when she finished spilling the tea on McGuire.
I left her enjoying the dawn near a huge window with savoured curtain opening.Before a new case dropped I freated being a nuisance who stayed in their residents with nowhere to go .So I waited patiently to hog on a ride to Renée's tennis practice. It was the only known place where the assistant was bound to be found.
In the mean time I took advantage of the residents and gifted myself a stroll through the vast garden estate.My eyes gazed at nothing other than the beauty of such a sweet meadow filled with purple pansies. The colour blended perfectly with the fresh green cut grass .Not forgetting to mention artsy bushes and the spotlight thirsty 'R' which stood in the middle of it all.As a result a spectacular scenery was formed.
I kept changing my view on the luxury scene but indubitably the wild free horses were the final show stopper.I sat on the swing set tied to a branch and allowed my flowery dress to follow the wind in hopes that I might find peace within me. I almost didn't recognize myself talking my thoughts out. "Lizzie, Lizzie,Lizzie" If it was surely her then I had it easy in finding.
On the other hand why would it be a stroll in the park? Although that may be the truth no one can't just be struck by luck.Espessially if that wondering body is me."Lizzie,Lizzie, Lizzie" Certainly her case was tricky.
I soaked in the air.Felt the warm breeze.At last I managed to get lost in a dream.I had a sparkling pond beside me and a royal on his horse to entertain me.I had also an adorable young kid approach me.It spoke illegible words but we clicked right away.I named the place fantasy.
He scoffed behind me and eventually caught my attention.Mr.Rouse supported himself onto the tough bark of the tree.
"The car is ready,"His cold yet solemn voice informed.
He pocketed and walked away.In such a short notice? It hit me that I should follow him.
(He scoffed again but in an awkward manner.Must be the uncomfortable atmosphere sending this messages.Suddenly everything became maladroit.To be clear he sat on the front seat next to the driver. I on the other was busy solving on how to miss eye contact.And so decided to seat behind him.Just to be sure,I sank on my seat and looked through the window.Therefore the inept aura triggered from a lack of communication. We waited patiently for the son and the driver and the assistant to arrive. My!Did it take forever)
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The audacity he had to keep us waiting. I gained joy from the engines sound.Finally the car barged. I was rather excited that the assistant sat next to me.The hard part was to try and approach her. I never met anyone that looked approachable but weren't. However ,that was the trend in the Rouse's.
She had her unditouchable laptop on her lap.I had my thoughts and schemes to pay attention to.So the plot must take the rest of the ride to figure out.
A plain greeting. Quite underestimated as a bland form of ', scheme' however it might just work. Besides I would have gained a small percentage of trust just by doing so. The second approach,the conversation I depended on before jumping aimlessly to the real deal.
"Hello nice to meet you. I am..." I wasn't the one to blame her eyes paralyzed me.It took some strength to overcome the doomed eyes and continue.
"I am..." She finished my sentence.
"The new mistress"
"No, I am Sabrina Day Renée's teacher"
She still insisted on the mistress.
"The lady of the house always brings his mistresses to the house.She does this for the torture and thrill out of it. What is your excuse?"
Even my reasons sounded like excuses.She for one ,is a tough nut to crack.
"She said that too.In fact they all say that.It's funny how he never learns and he never gets the hint"
You mean Lizzie McGuire?
" Yes,I mean her.She was a unique person.Really achieved not loosing the lady's friendship .Even though she caused a havoc in her friend's home.Their friendship somehow remained strong.She died this morning.That was what we discussed with the madam."
May I bother to ask the hour
" Around three in the morning"
Cause?
"Through an accident"
The assistant concluded , "The madame showed no empathy."