As John Brown put it, it was undoubtedly misfortune welcomed by misfortune. Such bad luck had befallen them.
Ever since the incident with Zachary Jones, one misfortune followed another without pause.
Amelia Cobb clenched her bloody palm, blood dripping onto the ground drop by drop.
As frightening as it was, John Brown, with his sharp eyes and quick hands, rushed over to block Amelia from the intrusive media.
"Sir--!" In Orchard Garden's courtyard, frantic footsteps rushed here.
When people arrive, their voices come first. That's probably the meaning of this situation.
Juliet Walker didn't wait for Christopher Robinson's summons, she rushed past Sadie, staring blankly at her, and shoved open the door of the Reception Room: "Miss Amelia was stabbed outside the company."
The tea cup Christopher was about to lift fell to the ground with a crash.
Christopher's face suddenly turned serious: "Prepare the car."
