Feeling a chill run down her spine, Xavia had a feeling that Sophia’s statement had something to do with her… and with that in mind, she politely replied, “…Alright, shoot. I’ll share what I can answer…”
“Very well. Tell, what exactly did you do and say to my mother when you first met her?” asked Sophia, leaving Xavia momentarily speechless. The way she was wording it… Was she suspecting her?
Knowing that there was no point beating around the bush, Xavia was about to respond when the prestigious Zivon suddenly walked out and said in a rather stern tone, “Though she’s a person you can reference in your investigation, you’re not her interrogator. Fix your tone.”
Since Zivon had accompanied Sophia throughout the night, he had returned to see Xavia, as well as to take a short nap. Naturally, he was going to be slightly irked by this hullabaloo. Regardless, Sophia was understandably shocked to see Zivon there. Had Zivon actually been sleeping in Xavia’s house amid all her distress…?! That aside, was it wrong of her to question Xavia that way? After all, she was the last one who had contacted her mother before the incident!
As the anguished woman bit her lower lip, she clenched her fists before repeating, “…Could you please tell me what you and my mother conversed about before the incident, Miss Lockhart…?”
By this point, Xavia really wanted to cry. Though she knew that Zivon was only trying to defend her, she couldn’t help but feel that it was only amplifying Sophia’s hate toward her…! Following a subtle sigh, Xavia then began explaining in hopes of clearing out any misunderstandings…
“Well… I first bumped into Madam Young in the garden, and she had pulled me to the side to thank me for my previous help again… Since she was already there, I decided to hand her a gift that I hadn’t been able to pass to her till that point… As for what we talked about… She asked me whether I wanted to be your bridesmaid when you and Young Master Burton got married. She also wanted me to be your child’s godmother.”
“I really couldn’t bear to shatter her hope, so I simply nodded before chatting a bit more and leaving… As far as I could tell, there had been nothing unpleasant throughout our conversation, nor had there been anything off with Madam Young at the time…”
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