"Yes! You're pure and untarnished, you're as clean as ice and jade, while I'm filthy and narrow-minded! When there's trouble, your first reaction isn't to doubt Henry Wood, but to doubt my management of my own household?"
Christopher Robinson's eyes brimmed with rage, glaring at Amelia Cobb with great intensity.
Amelia's heart trembled in fear.
At this moment, she felt completely disrespected.
Christopher, clothed and neat, stood before her, eyes wide open, roaring at her.
And she, naked from the waist up, wearing only a bra, stood within the wardrobe room.
It was today that Amelia first witnessed Christopher's temper.
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You've always believed that, having known Henry for so many years, you know him well enough. He wouldn't do such a disgraceful and despicable thing. Your trust in him surpasses your trust in me. Even after learning that the Wood family was an accomplice in your murder, you still trust him unwaveringly."
