Billionaire Defiant Wife Chapter 822
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James walked to the maid step by step with anger, saying, "Say it! What kind of medicine is it? Spit it out and don't make me angry,"
The maid was so frightened that she kept trembling. She was kneeling on the ground and crying, "Mr. Moore, it isn't me. It isn't me."
James stepped on her hand with his slippers hard, which gave the maid so many pains that her fingers naturally straightened.
"Mr. Moore, please. Have mercy. It is not me. Miss. Darling must make a mistake. It is not me. It is true," the maid answered, and soon she cried a lot.
Then the maid got up the courage to say, "Miss. Daring had assumed that I didn't respect her and gave me two slaps on the cheek for the first time when we met. But I do respect you, Miss Darling. It is not me."
Since there was a lot of pain at her palm, the maid widened her mouth and nasal mucus. Soon, the tears almost dropped into her mouth.
Jessica felt anguished when she looked at the maid. She knew the maid who knelt on the ground was not the man who gave her the sleeping powder.
Jessica had to close her eyes, but the maid's cries and screams made her sorrowful.
A Crack—
The maid's fracture sounded while she was still crying.
Erin twitched the corner of her mouth, looking at the maid coldly. "She dared to disrespect me. Uh-huh. It is a lesson for her."
Jessica took a deep breath as if James stepped her hands. She turned to look at the maid: her hands were full of blood.
Jessica couldn't help but shake. She felt guilty that the maid was her scapegoat.
As the maid cried, Jessica became more guilty.
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She kept struggling and gritted her teeth so tight that her cheeks got hurt.
Click—
"What is it?" thought Jessica. She was shocked and turned around.
When she saw that James put a gun at the maid's forehead, Jessica couldn't even take a breath.
James moved his finger. As soon as he triggered it, a bloody wound would appear on the maid's forehead.
It was silent. Everyone was terrified and kept quiet, including that maid. She didn't dare to cry, but staring at the gun with frightened eyes.
At that time, there was a sound of footsteps.
Jessica held one arm of James with her both hands and said, "No, it isn't her. She didn't give me the medicine."
Jessica somehow got the courage and stopped James.
The maid was innocent. Jessica wanted to save her.
James looked sideways at Jessica, whose face was slightly blue. She was terrified when she held his arm.
James didn't mean to scare her, so he tried to be at ease and put the gun away.
However, he still stepped on the maid's hand.
"Could you please let her go? I managed to get the medicine to poison you. It is me, not anyone else. You… Could you please let them go?" Jessica said with tears dropping down.
Jessica thought she was a bad woman and let innocent people get hurt.
James felt guilty when he saw Jessica cry. He pushed her legs away from the maid's hands and pressed Jessica into his arms.
"Don't cry," James comforted her. He was worried about her though she wanted to poison him.
"Dear Jessica, you are meant to be my boss," thought James.
Erin's emotions changed. She became angry and kept shaking because James didn't punish Jessica but comfort her.
Erin tried to stay calm and said, "James, I think you should check the medicine in the dumplings. I can't protect you from poisoning all the time."
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Erin wanted to express two things. First, James should investigate the whole thing. Second, she saved James.
James gave a glance over Erin and whispered to Jessica, "Tell me. Did you put sleeping powder in the dumplings?"
Jessica raised her head with tears in her eyes, "If I tell you yes, would you believe me?"
"Yes," James said and then added, "Miss. Clifford said it is, and I trust."
Jessica nodded, "Yes, it is sleeping powder."
James held Jessica's face with both hands, wiping her tears with his thumbs. And then he said to Erin, "Did you hear that? Miss. Clifford said it is sleeping powder. Do you have any problems?"
Erin was so agitated that she couldn't say a word.
In Erin's eyes, James was a mad man. Erin gave some money to a maid to change sleeping medicine into the poison. Thus, as soon as the dumplings were tested, the poison would be found.
It was a kind of poison that can make people die after two hours if he or she takes it.
However, James was just like a fool in front of Jessica. Whatever Jessica said, he never rejected.
"Is he crazy about that woman?" thought Erin.
Erin sneered, "Uh-huh. Huh!" She had a rage for James and wanted to tear Jessica apart.
Erin tried to control herself, reminding herself that she should be calm. So, she raised the corner of her mouth and smiled, "I have a question. Why did Miss Clifford put medicine into the dumplings?"
Jessica was shocked when she heard the question as if a sharp arrow poked into her backbone, making her whole body chill.
Jessica just wanted to keep the maid safe, so she told the truth. But now Erin's question placed her in a dilemma again.
Telling from Jessica's expression, James knew there was something wrong, so he asked in a gentle way because James was afraid that Jessica would be terrified, "Why? Um?"
Jessica bit her lips, which means that she was helpless. James knew it.
James still held her face with both hands, waiting for her answer. Jessica had to say, "Because I want to leave here."
Jessica was a little scared and a little anxious.
Jessica saw how James treated the maid harshly.
Jessica seemed to realize that she shouldn't put the sleeping powder into the dumplings even if James killed her grandfather.
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