Chapter 61 What has she done?

Amy was humming, carrying a tray of fresh pineapples to be made into juice for Mirabel’s breakfast tomorrow. The entire mansion seemed deserted, with only a few muffled voices coming from the lobby where the auction was taking place. Without the sharp-eyed guests and elites watching her every move, Amy felt that a commoner like her could finally linger around to appreciate the luxury of this place. She was smiling, turning the corner only to step in a puddle of blood. Frowning, she looked up and saw Cara sprawled at the foot of the stairs, bleeding and unmoving. She screamed! All the way in the middle of the auction, they heard the scream. The host abruptly stopped speaking. The music stopped. Everything went silent, save for the confused looks on everyone's face. Mirabel had heard the scream as well, and she more than anyone knew who it belonged to. “It's Amy…” She whispered. Chase turned to look at her, “What?” The double doors slammed open, to reveal the youngest of the Dar