Chapter 4 There's More to Trudy's Death

As Betty spoke, she turned on the camera on her phone. It was clear that Anna had arranged for this—instructing Betty to take photos of Giselle and Evan doing the deed in bed. Realizing this, Giselle pierced her nails into her palms unwittingly, fury and humiliation racing in her heart. She looked at Evan, who had a complicated and anxious look in his eyes. His lips moved, as though he had something to tell her. "What? Do you need my help to undress?" Betty urged sharply. Giselle took a deep breath and unwillingly placed her finger on her first button. She undid it, revealing her silky skin and collarbone. Next were the second and third buttons. Vaguely, the edge of her plain-colored bra could be seen. Betty's eyes lit up, and she held her phone steady. Closing her eyes, Giselle placed her fingers on the fourth button. While she was contemplating her next steps, hurried knocks sounded from the door. James Steyr, the elderly butler of the household, said composedly, "Betty, Mrs. Cobb Senior is here and waiting in the living room. Hurry down to receive her." The glee on Betty's face vanished in a second, and she hurriedly replied, "Okay, I'm coming right now." Turning to Giselle, she said haughtily, "It's more important to receive Mrs. Cobb Senior, so we'll take the photos later. Come with me now." Instantly, Giselle's uptight nerves relaxed, and she rapidly buttoned her shirt before whispering, "I have to go now, Mr. Moone." As Evan stared at her leaving, he sighed inaudibly. In the living room, a wealthily-dressed elderly woman with neat, silver hair was seated on the couch. Eleanor Hayes held her back straight, carrying an air of majesty around her. Next to her was a capable female assistant with a briefcase. Immediately, Betty put on a pleasing smile. "Mrs. Cobb Senior, welcome! Mrs. Cobb was picking out Mr. Cobb's attire earlier. She'll be downstairs soon." Giselle followed behind Betty and came downstairs. She had planned to stay quietly in a corner. To her surprise, Eleanor exclaimed pleasantly upon seeing her, "You must be Anna. Oh, you're gorgeous. Your child with Elijah will be beautiful!" Subconsciously, Giselle looked in Eleanor's direction. When their eyes met, Eleanor thought that Giselle had a clear look in her eyes, which made people feel at ease. "Oh, my granddaughter-in-law. Come here and let me take a look at you. I saw you from afar during your engagement ceremony to Elijah, but I've already forgotten what you look like," Eleanor said, holding Giselle's hand. "Mrs. Cobb Senior, I'm not—" Giselle wanted to clear the air, but Eleanor took off the exquisite emerald bangle around her wrist, wanting to slip it through Giselle's hand. "This is a Cobb family heirloom. Take it as a gift. Keep it!" Startled, Giselle jerked her hand away and said anxiously, "Mrs. Cobb Senior, you have the wrong person. I'm not Mrs. Cobb but the nutritionist working for her. My name is Giselle Lane." Right after the words left her lips, sounds of footsteps echoed from the top of the staircase. Elijah and Anna descended the staircase together. Eleanor had a mix of surprise and disappointment in her eyes. She took a look at Anna and then at Giselle. After comparison, Eleanor frowned slightly. She had a better impression of Giselle. Meanwhile, Anna's gaze swept over the bangle, which had not been given away. Jealousy, combined with hatred, flashed past her eyes. She approached Eleanor and grabbed her arm. "Eleanor, she's a helper I hired and doesn't know the rules. Did she offend you?" As she spoke, she threw a nasty glare at Giselle. "She's Mrs. Cobb Senior. Do you think a lowborn vixen like you is worthy of speaking to her? Betty, take her away quickly, lest she gets in the way of our family's conversation." The frown on Eleanor's face deepened at her statements. Turning to Giselle, she smiled warmly. "Child, get back to your duties, then." Anna's face turned into an ugly scowl when Eleanor shielded Giselle in everyone's presence. The whole time, Elijah kept his head lowered, engrossed in his own thoughts. It didn't seem like he would speak up for Anna. So, Anna had no choice but to swallow the fury in her chest. Meanwhile, Giselle returned to the guestroom where Evan was and saw that he was still there. "Giselle, listen to me." When Evan saw her coming in, he immediately locked the door. His gaze was serious as he said, "On the surface, I'm your father's trusted aide. Anna asked me over, hoping that you'd fall in love with me, but I think she's going to harm you afterward. "And I've been lying in wait by your father's side all these years to investigate the truth behind your mother's death. I suspect that Trudy's car accident back then wasn't an accident at all. It was premeditated because someone wanted her dead." Giselle's heart skipped a beat. Trudy was the daughter of a wealthy family. Back then, Samuel Lane was still a penniless guy. Using Trudy, Samuel obtained power in White Group and secretly kept a mistress—Anna's mother. After Trudy discovered this, she had a huge fight with him. Both of them gradually got sick of each other and divorced in the end. Worn out and helpless, Trudy handed White Group to Samuel and moved away from Marindale. Giselle couldn't understand why someone would still want Trudy's life even though she had already given the company to Samuel. A bone-piercing chill struck her chest. Evan reached out and wanted to hold her, but he stopped and clenched his fists. "Trudy was a great help to me. I'll help you to get to the bottom of this and live up to the support she has shown me." Giselle bit her lower lip, fighting back her tears. "Thank you. I'd like to have all the details you have on this matter. I want the culprit who caused my mother's death to pay the price for their crime!" She took a final look at him and left the room. On the way back to the helpers' quarters, she passed by the study on the second floor. This was where Elijah usually handled work. The door was left ajar. When Giselle passed by, she coincidentally overheard Eleanor's bright voice in the room. "Elijah, tell me the truth. Did you marry Anna because you love her? I'm not blind. I can tell that Anna is short-tempered and materialistic. She doesn't have the bearing and generosity to be the lady of the household. "In contrast, Giselle is… I think she's more suitable for you than your current wife."