Chapter 52: Chapter 52

Maxwell's expression changed once again. This time, he didn't circle the sofa with her. He grabbed her and clenched his teeth, his mouth twitching with anger. "Listen up, no! Get out of here!"

"You... let go of me first, and I'll leave right away," Flora pleaded fearfully, slapping at his grip on her.

After a moment, Maxwell suddenly let go, and Flora breathed a sigh of relief. She turned and hurried towards the door to escape.

The sky grew dark and Flora held the prepared meal from Nancy, ready to serve it to Chiyoko. Just as she was about to reach the main house door, she instinctively called out to Maxwell who was about to leave.

"Big Young Master, dinner is ready."

"Not hungry," Maxwell replied without looking back. He opened the car door and got in, and the car sped off towards the main gate.

"Starving yourself to death is your own choice!" Flora spat in the direction where the car disappeared, and then continued walking towards the third floor. She had been inside at noon and had a little chat with Chiyoko, so this time Flora wasn't as scared. After knocking on the door, she turned the key and entered the room.

The room was pitch black, with no lights on. Flora casually turned on the light switch, and the room was instantly flooded with brightness, illuminating every corner. In the spacious room, she couldn't see that beautiful figure.

"Miss Chiyoko!" Flora called out, placing the meal on the table, and began searching for Chiyoko's figure. She started from the terrace and moved to the dressing room, the makeup room... Flora became even more puzzled. Just as she was about to suspect that Chiyoko had escaped, she found herself standing in front of the bathroom door.

The bathroom door was slightly ajar, with no light on either. Flora pressed the light switch and pushed open the bathroom door. In an instant, a red glow seared into Flora's eyelids, leaving her stunned!

The large bathtub was filled with warm water, now tainted red. The water overflowed the edge of the tub, creating a red stream flowing onto the porcelain white floor. And in the tub, Chiyoko stood naked with her white body, playing with the water, creating water columns with each up and down stroke of her hand.

"Miss Chiyoko, what are you doing?" Flora called out anxiously.

Blood! So much blood!

But Chiyoko seemed unfazed, she even looked up and smiled at Flora, a smile that was eerie and terrifying. She said, "Do you want to come in and play? It's really fun, you see, such a vibrant red color, so beautiful."

"Miss Chiyoko, where are you injured? Please get up quickly!" Flora was frantic, spinning in circles. Suddenly, she remembered a few days ago, when she had attempted suicide. In the moments before she lost consciousness, she saw the same scene, a room filled with crimson! The overwhelming stench of blood!

Chiyoko's gaze on her face grew darker and she bellowed angrily, her voice low and menacing, "Come inside and play with me! Hurry!"

She swung her arm to grab Flora's hand, and instinctively, Flora took a step back and then turned around, screaming as she ran out of the room and towards the stairs!

"Help! Help!" Flora screamed at the top of her lungs as she ran. When she reached the second floor, she bumped into Nancy. Frantically grabbing her, she cried out, "Nancy, Miss Chiyoko is trying to kill herself! Quickly, get someone to save her! Hurry!"

Nancy impatiently brushed her hand away, coldly scolding, "Why are you shouting so loudly? You're disturbing the whole house! Are you seeking to be scolded?!"

Flora froze, repeating in a daze, "Miss Chiyoko, she's trying to kill herself, there's so much blood, if we don't save her, she'll die."

But Nancy only sneered and looked at her with contempt, mocking, "Don't worry, who doesn't know what tricks that bitch is playing? She dreams every day of becoming the mistress of the Smith family, she won't die so easily!" In her eyes, Chiyoko was just a despicable woman, a woman who didn't deserve sympathy!

Flora shook her head, "No, it's not like that, I saw it, so much blood, I saw it." That horrifying sight of red wouldn't leave her mind.

"I said it's a lie, a lie! Can't you hear me? Now get out of here!" Nancy scolded impatiently. Seeing Flora so frightened, she secretly felt a sense of glee in her heart, but on the surface, she appeared furious.

"Why are you shouting so loudly about something?" Mrs. Smith, disturbed by the commotion, walked over and frowned at the two of them, asking in annoyance.

As soon as Nancy heard the voice of Mrs. Smith, her face instantly changed by 180 degrees. She smiled obsequiously and said, "Madam, I apologize for the disturbance. Miss Chiyoko is just playful and enjoys pulling pranks to scare people. This Flora insists that she is trying to commit suicide, but as you know, Madam, Miss Chiyoko loves the Big Young Master so much. How could she ever bear to take her own life?"

"She has mental health issues, don't you know that?!" Mrs. Smith's sharp gaze scanned Flora and she scolded in a stern voice, "Go up there and watch over her immediately. If she comes down, you will be held responsible!"

"Mrs. Smith, let me accompany you back to your room, just in case Miss Chiyoko comes down and harms you," Nancy said, trying to please Mrs. Smith.

After being startled by her words, Mrs. Smith glanced at Flora before turning and walking towards her bedroom, leaving a dumbfounded Flora behind.

Flora suddenly remembered that she hadn't locked the door when she ran out. She trembled with fear, worried that Miss Chiyoko might come down and hurt someone as they had said. With these thoughts in her mind, she turned around and quickly made her way back to the third floor.