Chapter 97 Shirley's Ferocity

"Calling Grandma out won't do any good. Tell me, where is Maria?" Shirley pointed at the servant who usually followed Susan around like a lapdog, her voice cold. "Miss, I don't know," the servant said, taking a step back. "Bang, bang..." The sound of things crashing echoed through the grand hall. After a while of smashing, Shirley paused and continued in a cold voice, "Why won't you speak?" The servants exchanged glances, and finally, fearfully said, "Miss, she went to Woodhouse's." Shirley suddenly smirked. "Good, very good. That's really good." The string of "goods" confused the servants, unable to discern Shirley's intentions. They had worked in the White's house for so many years, yet they had never seen this violent side of their young mistress. "Stop this! Have some decency..." Grandma White, leaning on her cane, emerged from the house. Seeing the chaos in the first-floor hall, she was so furious that s