A loud gasp escaped from my mouth.
“No no. Jacob would never.” The words hurriedly rushed out of my mouth. Jacob killing anyone was difficult information to process in my head.
The strange man beside me, Mr. Beaumont, let out a cackle. “You don’t even know the man and here you are jumping to his defense.”
His comment felt like a tight slap on both of my cheeks. My mouth went dry and I began to fidget with my fingers. Mr. Beaumont was right.
I didn't know Jacob. I had only been staying in the mansion for a year before the incident happened. The Price family was still an enigma to me. I knew nothing.
“You could always seek protection from your husband with Mr. Reynolds. You wouldn't want to end up like his daughter, now would you?” Mr. Beaumont taunted.
“What are you doing with my wif
