Chapter 112

A middle-aged maid leaned against the door, waving. "Julia, come in, quick." "Excuse me, hold on a second," Samantha called from a distance, narrowing her eyes in confusion. The maid stiffened at the familiar voice, quickly shoved the girl—"Julia"—inside, then rushed over to Samantha with a nervous smile. "Good evening, ma'am! Is there something you need?" Samantha gave her a mild smile. "Good evening. That girl just now—who was she?" The maid's face flinched in panic. She fumbled, "I'm so sorry, ma'am. That was Julia Smith, my neighbor's daughter. She just... well, she came to visit me." "To visit you?" Samantha's gaze locked onto hers. "Y-yes, that's right..." The maid looked like she'd just been caught red-handed, clearly unsettled. Just then, Mr. Carson walked over quickly after noticing the commotion, face stern. "Nicole, what's going on here? You know the house rules—no unauthorized visitors allowed inside!" Nicole Stanford looked like she'd seen a ghost. "I know, sir! I swear I