Flowers, Swords and France

Chapter 66: Cover-up

Everything returned to silence, as if nothing had happened a moment ago.

Charlotte stood quietly beside her uncle who had fainted, with no expression on her face, and silently straightened her dress that had been wrinkled by her intense movements.

Although she had been a pampered young lady since she was a child, she had been active since she was a child, riding horses, hunting, and boating, so her body was also agile. Even now, she was still very agile when needed.

Charlotte gently raised her foot and weighed Edgar's body. After confirming that he had really fainted, she slowly walked to the desk and carefully looked at the painting on the desk.

It must be said that Edgar's painting skills are indeed very superb. Due to the limited conditions, although the colors are not particularly strong and bright, he has handled it well into a style with a vague and hazy feeling. The light was distributed in the half-bright room, and Charlotte was half lying on the bed, her clothes were set off by the blurred ground, and she was very vivid. She was charming in her luxury, and seemed to have some inexplicable sorrow.

Although Edgar said that the painting was not yet finished and lacked a few strokes, in Charlotte's opinion, it was already very complete - at least in Charlotte's opinion, it was already a good painting, worthy of praise.

While she was still admiring the painting, the door was pushed open again, and her maid walked in cautiously. Then, she saw Edgar lying on the floor, and gasped in shock.

"Madam... this... this... how could this happen?"

"Why are you panicking? I'm just improvising." Charlotte, whose appreciation was interrupted, blinked unhappily, then turned around and looked at her maid, "He just ran over and told me that he was going to leave here in the middle of the night, hum... then I can only do it myself."

In the original plan, Edgar would be captured in the early hours of the morning when a person was sleeping the deepest, and Charlotte didn't have to intervene at all, but since Edgar didn't plan to sleep here, Charlotte had to decide to do it herself temporarily.

"Yes... that's it." The maid's fright slowly calmed down. Then she lowered her head and stared at Edgar to confirm that he was not dead, but just fainted.

"Okay. Don't look at it, it's a waste of time." Charlotte interrupted her calmly, "Go get a rope, we have to tie him up, so that he won't wake up and cause trouble later."

"Okay... okay!" The maid nodded and agreed immediately. Then she ran out quickly.

After a while, she came back quickly with a smile on her face, "I borrowed a rope from the people here..."

"Are the people here okay?" Charlotte frowned slightly.

"This is the place they designated, there shouldn't be any problem..." The maid replied quickly.

Then, without waiting for Charlotte's order, she half-crouched down and tied up the unconscious middle-aged man tightly with a rope.

"Bet his mouth too, so that he won't wake up and shout." Charlotte added.

"Okay." The maid looked around and finally took a towel from the dressing table and rolled it up and stuffed it into the middle-aged man's mouth.

It was tied very tightly. The mouth was also tightly stuffed, and it would be useless even if Edgar really woke up.

"Very good, well done." Charlotte nodded with satisfaction.

"What should we do next? Should we carry him down and hand him over to the group of people now?" The maid asked again.

"No, no!" Charlotte answered firmly, "There are still those soldiers down there, what if they see us? I can't get involved in this kind of thing, don't you know?"

"But...but..." The maid was a little suspicious. "Then how should we deal with him?"

"It's simple, move him under my bed." Charlotte gave her a rather unexpected answer.

"Huh?"

"Hide him under the bed first, and then tomorrow say that you haven't seen him and he disappeared." Charlotte continued calmly. "At the same time, several of my jewelry disappeared..."

The maid opened her eyes wide and finally understood what Charlotte meant.

"Do you want to make him completely missing? Let everything end with a theft?"

"No?" Charlotte just sneered, then bowed down. Motioned the maid to come with her, "He was going to run anyway, and now we are just doing the same thing."

Then, in order to make Edgar unconscious for a longer time, she picked up the stool next to her and hit him hard on the head again.

The poor middle-aged man did not react after being hit. He just twitched like a fish on a chopping board, and the maid couldn't help shrinking.

"Don't waste time, why don't you help me?!" Charlotte glanced at her unhappily.

The maid understood, so she and Charlotte lifted Edgar's limp upper body with great effort, and then dragged him under the bed. Then, Charlotte checked again and confirmed that this person had no way to escape.

"Thank you for your hard work," after finishing these tasks, Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the bed to rest for a while.

She suddenly felt sleepy now, and then she stood up staggeringly and sat on the bed.

She wanted to lie down, but when she thought of someone lying under her bed, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

There is no way to fall asleep like this.

"Let's change rooms tonight, you sleep here!" Charlotte said with a frown.

"Huh?" The maid has not yet reacted.

"How can I sleep when he's here? So I have to sleep somewhere else," Charlotte became increasingly unhappy, "But there can't be no one watching, right? You just stay here and watch him, and you must not cause anything to happen." The question comes."

Her tone left no room for doubt. As for whether the maid could fall asleep here, she didn't bother to care.

Because she always knew Charlotte's temper, the maid did not dare to argue at all. She just nodded silently. Then Charlotte stood up and walked out without looking back, and walked to the maid's room next door.

"By the way, look at that painting carefully and put it away for me!" When she walked to the door, she remembered something and warned her again.

Contrary to what she expected. She still couldn't sleep that night. She tossed and turned in bed, feeling dizzy. It wasn't until a long time later that she fell asleep.

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When Charlotte opened her eyes again. It's broad daylight.

Ignoring the soreness in her body, she slowly walked out of bed and got dressed, then walked to the room where she had stayed last night.

When she walked in, the maid who had been sitting by the bed quickly looked at her. The maid's eyes were wide open and filled with bloodshot eyes.

"You didn't sleep last night?" Charlotte was surprised.

"How can I sleep..." I don't know if she is complaining or complaining, the maid's tone is a little strange. "If anything happened, how could you forgive me?"

"Okay, don't be angry." Because she could see the grievance in the other person's heart, Charlotte smiled, and then patted the other person on the shoulder, "It's really bad that this happened, but as long as we get through it, everything will be fine. Everything is fine, trust me. It will be fine... and you will get everything you deserve from it. I have said before that you have served me for so long, and now... you. You can get three times the annuity, and I will give it to you when I return to France, without waiting for you to retire. "

Charlotte, this is true. The Treville family absolutely does not know what it means to be stingy when it comes to paying people who have merit. Besides, now she also needs to win over this helper.

As she expected, after hearing Charlotte's promise, the handmaid's grievances were swept away. And it turned into a surprise.

"Are you telling the truth? Madam... this..."

"Of course it's true." Charlotte confirmed again without hesitation. "But... you should understand what you are going to do after you get the money, right?"

After a moment of astonishment, the maid quickly nodded, "Yes. I understand, madam. I will serve you faithfully as I have always done... until the day you decide that my services are not needed. And Even then, I will keep everything I saw when I was by your side deep in my heart and will never tell anyone. Madam, please accept my gratitude..."

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These words can be considered sincere. She knew in her heart that it would be very easy to kill her with Madam's power and ruthlessness. Her willingness to give money to keep her secret is a sign of great loyalty.

"Very good, that's good if you know." Charlotte relaxed slightly and patted the other party's shoulder gently. "As you know, I am a very generous person, but if forced by circumstances, I will do anything."

Then, she lifted up the sheets and took a look, and found that the tightly tied Edgar was still lying there, unconscious.

It seems that the beating last night was indeed hard enough...

A sense of joy and accomplishment came over her.

She would never forgive the husband who killed his wife, even from the standpoint of being someone else's wife.

"Let's continue to prepare. Now there is only one last thing left."

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"Mrs. Treville, are you ready?" The officer of the guard knocked gently on the door.

He knew that the lady had already had breakfast in her room, so he planned to welcome her on the final journey and free himself from this task.

However, unexpectedly, Mrs. Treville had a very strange expression when she opened the door.

"Sir, please come in!" she greeted the officer.

When the officer walked in with doubts, Charlotte frowned and pointed to her maid, "We were already preparing our luggage, but there is one strange thing, sir... I put a few of my items in the luggage. The jewelry in the box is missing!"

"What?" The officer was startled and looked around subconsciously.

"Yes, we have been looking for it for a long time, but we have never found it... I don't know what happened, but we saw it when we were on the road yesterday."

Got robbed? The officer subconsciously passed this judgment.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he walked out of the door and shouted orders to the soldiers downstairs.

After hearing the order, several soldiers scattered everywhere, but soon they regrouped and brought bad news to the officer.

"What? The painter is missing?!" After hearing the officer's report, Charlotte's face became even more ugly.

"Yeah, he's gone. So I guess it's obvious..." the officer shrugged ruefully.

"What's going on?" Charlotte was still confused.

"He's a thief." The officer said in a British way that always looked down on any foreigner, "A French thief disguised as a painter."

Charlotte was stunned and fell on the bed.

"How is this possible? He paints so well!"

"Then he might be a thief who paints very well." The officer concluded with regret, "Well, ma'am, don't worry. Even if that guy ran away late last night, he still can't run far. We will report to the local police immediately and hope they can solve it as soon as possible."

"But... but... how can this be!" Charlotte's face turned red and white, and she was obviously at a loss, "I... I am a member of the Treville family. How can I be involved in a crime?"

Looking at her embarrassed and panicked look, the officer understood something.

The painter may have stolen the jewelry in this room, and before leaving this room, maybe he did something else...

These ladies of the upper class have been stupid in their pampered lives, so they don't know when they are cheated, and now they dare not speak out.

"These French people!" He couldn't help but snorted in his heart again.

"So, how do you want to solve it?"

"Sir... do you think it can be solved this way?" Charlotte seemed to have thought of something and regained her spirits, "My husband is very rich, he can buy as much jewelry as he wants for me, and he doesn't need to pay attention to the price at all, so these jewelry are useless to me, just let it go if it's lost!"

"No... I'm afraid this is not good, ma'am? After all, such a thing happened along the way, and I am also responsible... It's not good not to report this kind of public security case to the police. I think we should report it as soon as possible. I believe it won't take long for the criminals to be brought to justice."

The officer understood that the lady didn't want her husband to hear anything, but this didn't mean he didn't want to make some profits from it.

"Didn't you say you would take responsibility? Then why do you have to take this responsibility?!" Charlotte was obviously anxious, "Sir, let's put it this way, you have taken care of us for so long, I have to give you some rewards."

I should have said this a long time ago, the officer sneered in his heart. (~^~)

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