At that moment, Marie realized. This freaking girl had never given in.
Rather, she's even telling her that she knew about the drugs.
But Marie quickly regained her composure. Yes, it was a useless action.
"So what? Do you have proof?"
"Do you acknowledge your actions?"
"What do you mean, Rosie? I've never done that. It's because you said some weird things that I asked about evidence."
"But Marie."
Rosie gently caressed Marie's hair. Marie roughly hit Rosie's hand in a bad mood.
Rosie's face briefly showed signs of sorry.
This pretentious girl-!
"Normally, when someone says 'It's you,' shouldn't you first ask 'What is it?'. I didn't say anything at all, but you seem to already know."
"-That's."
She was speechless. Marie bit her lips in frustration.
"-Don't you know that it's useless even if you interrogate me? You can't catch a person without proof."
"Okay. Then let's go."
"-What?"
Before she could even understand Rosie's contextless words, she pulled Marie's arm.
Marie ended up following her.
Rosie led her to the hall on the first floor, and there was-
"You're here, Marie."
The butler looked at her with a cold face.
Marie looked around with trembling eyes.
The chef was standing next to the butler with a bloody face, and next to him was Emily, the maid with a confident expression. and-
-The kitchen maid with her knees boiling in front of them.
What's going on?
Marie's fingertips trembled.
At that moment, Rosie, who had her arms crossed, looked back at her. There was a soft smile floating on her mouth.
"Okay, then explain it now, Marie."
*****
In fact, I knew a simple way to solve the drug problem in Richard's food.
It was to catch the moment where the kitchen maid placed something suspicious in it.
So, I told the chef and Emily to monitor the kitchen maid.
I was the only one paying attention to the kitchen maid, so she wouldn't have thought they were watching her.
And as I expected, at night, the kitchen maid appeared to mix fruits with the ingredients for Richart's food in advance.
I told them in advance so that the chef and Emily could catch the kitchen maid doing the work.
Just like that, at that moment.
All the servants were gathered on the first floor, and it had been four months.
"Tell me exactly what you were trying to put in the food! Hurry up!"
The butler shouted sternly at the kitchen maid sitting on her knees.
When I saw that, I felt half liberated.
I realized this when I saw the butler I saw for the first time today.
