Chapter 228 Get Lost

Soon, a familiar figure came into view. It was Molly, one of the helpers, holding a trash bag. She looked like she had come out to throw out the garbage. Clarissa let out a quiet sigh of relief and was just about to greet her when she heard Molly muttering to herself as she dumped the bag, "It's really odd. The gardener from this afternoon seemed off. When he was dumping the trash, he was sneaking around like he didn't want anyone catching him." "Gardener?" Clarissa's heart dropped. Did Molly see the man who had taken the document earlier? She held her breath and kept listening. Molly finished tossing the trash, dusted off her hands, and kept mumbling, "I even told Mr. Fletcher, but he doesn't think it's a big deal. Oh, stuff like this with these big families is none of my business anyway." Those words hit Clarissa like a lightning bolt, freezing her in place. She couldn't believe what she'd just heard. What did that even mean? Did Molly really see something? And why would Bennet