Chapter 487 - Getting a DNA sample (1/2)
After hanging up, Lin Lihua dialled another contact number.
She made a few more calls before going back into the house to await the news.
If anyone were to ask her, she hoped Amy Blanc was alive.
Although it would mean that someone had made a complete fool out of her. Henry Blanc's and Katy's happiness mattered to her more than her face.
That was especially Katy. If her mother was really dead, she would be really pitiful...
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In Country F.
The middle aged woman sat in the living room with a very sour expression. She looked like she she had been crying.
She took her phone and began shouting into it. ”Henry, you unfilial son! Why have you not had that woman arrested yet? Do you not care about your sister anymore? Do you not care about her justice?”
Henry Blanc must have said something heartless, because she smashed her phone against the wall in a fit of anger.
The whole house was in chaos. She scolded everyone who came her way and threatened to beat them up. The maids had been forbidden from appearing before her.
Trembling, a maid came into the living room carrying a tray.
”Madam, Sir asked me to bring you a glass of water because you might be dehydrated.”
”I told you to not come here!” Mrs. Blanc roared. What was wrong with these maids? She was going to fire all of them!
For a moment, her heart softened. Mr. Blanc had asked someone to give her water? The main point was, he had talked?
Ever since Amy Blanc was arrested, the man had not said a single word to anyone. Not even the best psychologist could make him talk, much less make him care so much about someone so much as to ask for water to be given to them.
However, her heart hardened again. That old fart was none of her business. He could die if he wanted to.
She glared at the scared little maid. ”Take your salary for this month and get out!”
The little maid was so scared that she wanted to fall on her knees to beg to stay. However, the tray fell along with the glass.
She could not be any more unlucky, because the glass broke and a few shards of it scratched Mrs. Blanc's leg.
The woman's gaze narrowed. Like a volcano erupting, she slapped the maid's face fiercely.
”You little b*tch! Get out right now! I don't want to see your dusgusting face for one more second!”
The maid stood up and picked the shards, some of them cutting into her own hands. She bit her lip and continued picking them. If she didn't, Mrs. Blanc would beat her up.
”Call the nurse. Hury up!” Mrs. Blanc barked an order at the maid as she left.
The maid called the nurse on her way out. Then she gave Lin Lihua a call. ”Sister Lihua, the nurse is cleaning her cut now.”