Chapter seventeen
Chapter seventeen “Miss Bruno, did you notice that Kyle seems to have disappeared?” An unbearable guilt struck my heart, and I was at a loss for words. Millicent Mc Millian was slicing tomatoes, her eyes focused on the chopping board. I breathed a sigh of relief. I was afraid of what she would read on my face. My lack of response didn’t seem to disturb her, as she was talking enough for both of us. "I knew that sooner or later he would have bailed. Kyle has never been a proper and responsible person. Diane did well to leave him. Men like him are sold by the kilogram and are worthless.” I was glad that my soul wasn’t visible. It would be unsightly, plagued by remorse. “What if something happened to him?” “No one would miss him,” the housekeeper said severely. Then she hit her hand on
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