"Then why didn't you have rat poisons with you, where you were sleeping? None of the other maids or servants have complained about it, and they used to sleep in the same room as you. Not once, but you bought it twice," Lady Viola accused Emily, and the woman clenched her jaw.
"Why did you kill them?" questioned Mr. Wensley. He walked forward, raising his hand, he slapped right across her face.
Emily didn't move for a few seconds, and then she lifted her head back, running her tongue over the corner of her lips, tasting blood. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she said,
"I have nothing to do with it. Why don't you believe me?"
Lady Viola stated, "You are that girl who was with Graham when both of you were children. You are that girl, who came to our house. You came as a maid here, knowing I would never allow you anywhere near the manor, didn't you?"
Emily stared at Lady Viola.