Later that evening…
Betty finished drying her hair as she sat in her room, sighing heavily.
"It's them, isn't it?" she whispered, bitterness filling her heart. "How could they do such a thing? Do they really hate the madam that much to the point that they'd sabotage her business? Are they that bold not to think of consequences?"
Her heart clenched at the thought until another possibility crossed her mind.
"Or… don't tell me…" she trailed off, knowing those maids weren't as dumb as one would think. They wouldn't be gossiping so boldly instead of doing their tasks if they didn't think they could get away with it.
They might act like that, but Betty had worked with those three long enough to understand how they operated and covered for each other.
