Chapter 32
Rosalind left crying.
The maids did not like Rosalind because Rosalind would put on an act every time she came over. She would then leave in tears.
Justin sat stiffly on the sofa, staring at the tattered suit in a daze.
“Young Master Justin, it’s late. Have some warm milk before bed.”
Wilma came in to bring him a glass of warm milk. When she saw the wrecked suit, she could not help but sigh. “What a pity.”
There was another meaning in her words.
“The next time Rose comes here, keep an eye on her and don’t let her enter my room or study. Anna’s room too,” Justin said in a low voice.
“Don’t worry, Young Master. I will definitely watch her!”
Wilma said, “Luckily, I had locked the young madam’s door today. Otherwise, Ms. Gold might sneak in and trash it too.”
“Wilma, don’t say that. Rose doesn’t have bad intentions. After all, I owe her for the past three years.”
“What about the young madam? What did the young madam do wrong? You divorced the young madam. Don’t you feel sorry for
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