Without giving it much thought, Christine White patted her cheeks and when the rolling of her face subsided, she called out in the direction of the kitchen, “Aunt Lucy.”
Aunt Lucy came out wiping her hands, “What can I do for you, ma’am?”
“You go out and see if Molly Bort is kneeling out there.” Christine White commanded.
Aunt Lucy was surprised, “Kneeling outside? What’s going on here?”
“I’ll talk to you later, go ahead and see if she’s in.” Christine White returned simply.
“Okay, I’m on my way.” Aunt Lucy took off the apron she was wearing and headed for the cottage gate.
Two minutes later, she came back with a black face.
Christine White rushed to ask, “Well?”
Aunt Lucy nodded her head, her tone was a bit not so good, “In it, kneeling in the outermost doorway of our villa’s skeleton door, now making a lot of people in this villa area come over to watch the fun and talk about it, if it goes on like this, it’ll be on the news tomorrow.”
“She did it on purpose!” Christine White frowned a little.
Aunt Lucy asks, “Ma’am, what’s going on here?”
“It’s really just that she tried to get Baird to leave Leo Bort alone, and when Baird wouldn’t, she said she got down on her knees and begged him, and then that’s what you saw.” Christine White explained briefly.
After Aunt Lucy heard this, she was so angry that she hammered her hand, “This is on purpose, even if she wants to kneel, is there still no place for her to kneel outside our villa? To have to kneel to the very outside, isn’t it just to let others know that she knelt to us, and then to arouse others’ sympathy and make them guess us, she is simply threatening.”
“There’s still the possibility that it’s a bitter trick.” Christine White added.
Aunt Lucy nodded fervently, “You’re right, ma’am, she’s just trying to make mister’s heart go soft, tsk, this woman, her heart’s too deep, and she’s even hard on herself!”
Christine White sneered, “If she wasn’t hard on herself, how could she have called Baird away on my birthday in the first place.”
“Yeah, this woman is not easy to deal with.” Aunt Lucy scratched her head, “So ma’am, what should we do now? How about I go get rid of her.”
“Aunt Lucy, believe it or not she dares to commit suicide if you kick her out.” Christine White said.
Aunt Lucy’s face stiffened, and she half spat out, “This woman, she’s got no bottom.”
“Who says it isn’t, if she had any lower limits, would she still be kneeling out there?” Christine White rubbed her brow with a bit of a headache, “Come on Aunt Lucy, let’s go see her together.”
“What are you looking at her for, since you can’t drive her away, let her kneel if she wants to.” Aunt Lucy opened her mouth somewhat reluctantly, but her legs still followed her.
Stepping out of the villa, a cold breeze hit her, and Christine White gathered her coat tighter around her body, then breathed hot air into her palms.
At that moment, a droplet of water from nowhere suddenly dripped onto her forehead, and the cold made her instantly shiver.
She paused in her steps slightly and looked up into the sky.
There was not a single star in the sky, but rather dark clouds, and it looked like it was going to rain, and it was going to rain hard.
“Ma’am, should we go back?”
“It’s fine.” Christine White waved her hand, politely declined Aunt Lucy’s offer to go back, and continued on to Molly Bort.
Molly Bort hunkered down on her knees in the center of the pathway outside the skeletonized gate, and when she heard footsteps coming, her eyes lit up for a split second, and she hastily stretched her neck to see.
As a result, what she saw was not the figure she wanted to see, but instead, it was the person she hated the most, and her expression instantly became a bit ugly.
“What are you doing here, looking at me funny?” Molly Bort said conspiratorially to Christine White.
Christine White stopped in front of her, “You are a joke in yourself, why do you need me to come specifically to see it? I’m just here to advise you to get the hell out of here, don’t kneel here in the way, even if you kneel for longer, the result will be the same.”
“Heck, I’m not leaving until I see Baird!” Molly Bort was unmoved.
Christine White’s little face sank, “Is it fun to be bitter?”
Molly Bort’s eyes twinkled, “What bitter trick, I can’t understand what you’re saying.”
“Whether you understand or not you know in your heart, I don’t want to say too much, I just ask you, are you leaving or not?” Christine White asked in a cold voice.
Molly Bort stiffened her neck and said nothing.
Christine White saw the situation, how could she not know what she meant ah, small mouth pursed, “not go is it, it seems I have to let the security guards once again, but this time it is not as simple as just take you away, I will let them use the way to throw, throw you out, you believe it or not.”
“Christine White, did you think I wouldn’t be prepared this time?” Molly Bort gave her a disdainful sidelong glance, “I’ll dare you to regret it as long as you do.”
At that, Christine White’s heart stuttered, “What do you mean?”
The corners of Molly Bort’s mouth ticked grimly and she didn’t answer.
Christine White couldn’t get an answer and was too out of it to gamble.
After all, Molly Bort is a person with a lot of heart and who knows what she’ll do next.
Eventually, Christine White squeezed her palms and gave up on the idea of calling security again, “Fine, then you can keep kneeling.”
She pulled Aunt Lucy back with her.
As a result, just as he entered the villa, it started to rain heavily outside.
Christine White stood at the floor-to-ceiling window and looked in the direction where Molly Bort was kneeling, only the night was too dark and the rain curtains too heavy for her to see anything.
Aunt Lucy brought over a cup of hot milk, “Ma’am, drink a cup of milk, then go back to your room and rest.”
“Aunt Lucy,” Christine White took the milk, “do you think she’ll really be okay if she goes down on her knees like that?”
“She asked for something to happen, what do you care about her ma’am, and she’s bitter, so don’t worry about it.” Aunt Lucy advised.
Christine White shook her head, “It’s not that I’m worried about her, I’m just afraid that if she does get out on her knees outside, it’ll make the others wonder if we’ve done something excessive to her, after all, the people living in this villa area are all of unusual status, and it won’t be good for Baird’s reputation to spread out.”
“That’s true.” Aunt Lucy nodded, thinking it made sense.
Christine White finished her milk and handed her the glass, “Tell you what Aunt Lucy, I’ll go upstairs and talk to Baird and let him take care of it, while you take an umbrella and go check on her.”
“Okay.” Aunt Lucy nodded her head, a little reluctant in her heart, but thinking of Baird Lane’s reputation, she agreed.
Christine White lifted her foot up the stairs and came to knock on the door outside Baird Lane’s study.
“Enter.” Baird Lane’s cool voice came out.
Christine White pushed her way in, “Baird, it’s raining outside and Miss Molly Bort is still on her knees, do you want to go and talk some sense into it.”
A flash of surprise swept across Baird Lane’s dark eyes when he heard Molly Bort take a knee, “And she did?”
“Yes.” Christine White nodded.
Baird Lane’s thin lips pursed, “Ignore her.”
“But …”
Before Christine White could finish her sentence, Aunt Lucy suddenly rushed in, “It’s not good.”
“What’s wrong?” Christine White asked.
Baird Lane narrowed his eyes and stared intently at Aunt Lucy.
Aunt Lucy, all wet from the rain, gasped back, “Molly Bort ….. … Molly Bort fainted!”
“What?” Baird Lane stood up immediately.
Christine White craned her head to look at him, and her heart sank when she saw a faint anxiety in his eyes.
He … was nervous about Molly Bort!
Sure enough, he still has a place for Molly Bort in his heart, or else he wouldn’t have reacted so strongly when he heard that Molly Bort had fainted.
“Baird, don’t you care now?” Christine White forced herself to hold back the sourness in her heart and spoke faintly.
Baird Lane was silent for two seconds before taking long strides out of the study.
Christine White’s nose snapped and she followed, following him outside the cottage, and in that moment, her heart plummeted when she saw him dashing into the rain to find Molly Bort without even taking an umbrella with him.
Aunt Lucy sensed that something was wrong with her and reached out to touch her, she was startled to see that her palms were cold, “Ma’am, are you alright?”