Spoiled By The CEO: Why The Wife Is Kinda Sweet? novel Chapter 352

"Miss Jessica, save me! I was wronged! Miss Jessica, save me."

At this point, Misty rushed to Jessica and wanted to ask for help.

However, she had been dragged back before she succeeded.

Jessica saw this, with an embarrassed look on her face.

"Grandpa, the devil made her do it. How about…?"

"Don't plead for her!"

Mr. Kawn interrupted Jessica and said angrily, "She could do such a cruel thing to a six-year-old child. How evil she is. We will never protect such a vicious woman."

Hearing that, Misty cried in despair.

Jessica sighed.

She persuaded in a soft voice, "Sorry, I cannot help you. May God bless you."

With that, she turned her head apologetically.

A person sneered, "Why do you keep such a vicious woman? Miss Jessica is too kind and even argue for such a woman."

"Yes, she could do such an evil thing to a child. The child is the daughter of the McCarthy family. Clearly, she wants to destroy the relationship between the two families. How tricky she is."

"She may not be an ordinary maid. She could do such a thing. Maybe someone asked her to do so."

"How terrible! How could a woman be so vicious?"

"Fortunately, she's found out. Otherwise, it would be so awful to be surrounded by such an evil person. "

"Miss Jessica is so kind. She even felt sympathetic to such a woman."

Jessica listened to the discussion and curled her lips.

Selena, out of the crowd, clenched her fist and really wanted to rush over.

However, a small figure had suddenly rushed to Misty.

The old Mrs. McCarthy was frightened and cried, "Anne, what are you doing?"

Anne ran to Misty, stopped the two bodyguards that dragged Misty, and put Misty's hand on her back.

Everyone was confused. Even Misty was so surprised that she was at a loss for what to do.

Standing in the crowd, Jessica frowned.

Anne let go of Misty, turned around and looked at Mr. Kawn.

"Mr. Kawn, she's not the one that pushed me down."

The house was in an uproar.

Mr. Kawn frowned and said in displeasure.

"Anne, do you know what you are talking about?"

Anne looked very serious, and said word by word of, "Of course. I mean, she is not the one that pushed me into the swimming pool."

Everyone reacted.

"Who else could it be?"

"We have the evidence. How could it not be her?"

"Yes. Miss Anne did not see the murderer. Even the surveillance camera didn't shoot the murderer. Why was Miss Anne so sure that Misty didn't do it?"

Another discussion was stirred up.

The old Mr. McCarthy suddenly opened his mouth.

"All right, everybody, quiet down."

He looked at Anne with a gentle look and said softly, "My granddaughter, how did you find that this maid was not the one that pushed you down?"

Anne turned her head, pulled Misty's hand and said earnestly, "The woman that pushed me had very soft hands. Though she used much strength, I could feel her hands soft and slender when she touched shoulder."

"This maid's hands are so big and thick. When her hands were against my shoulder, I felt her hard bones. I was not comfortable at all, so I didn't think she was the one that pushed me."

Once again, there was an uproar.

Misty stood still. After moments, she looked at Anne in disbelief.

As a maid, Misty was rough with hand work. Moreover, she was born with larger bones, so her hands were bigger than other girls.

In addition, Misty was very thin. Therefore, at the first glance, her hands were like a man's, very powerful.

Anne couldn't feel them soft when such hands were against her shoulder.

Hearing Anne's analysis, the old men all frowned.

Misty was so grateful that she almost knelt down.

"Miss Anne is right. I didn't do that. I am a maid. I don't hate Miss Anne. There's no reason for me to harm her. Someone must put that butterfly toy in my room to frame me!"

Misty shouted and the expression on Jessica's face changed.

Jessica sighed and said softly, "But it turns out that other people have no motives and opportunity to do that."

Jessica paused and said, "Misty, I know you're afraid. You might have your own difficulties. Don't worry. As long as you are willing to tell the truth and admit your faults, my grandpa will forgive you."

Misty shook her head hurriedly.

"No, I didn't do that. Miss Jessica, I beg you to believe me. I didn't harm Miss Anne."

Jessica frowned tightly. A hint of impatience flashed across her eyes.

"I'd like to believe you. Miss Anne is only six years old. Her senses might be wrong. How can you prove that you are not the murderer?"

Misty was stunned.

She did not expect that Jessica would say so.

A wave of despair and panic swept over her. She shook her head and said, "I, I don't know."

Jessica sighed without a word.

Jessica was like a good person that was trying to persuade a prisoner who refused to confess her fault.

Just then, Natalia suddenly spoke.

"It's not hard to find the murderer."

The crowd all looked at Natalia in surprise.

Natalia had taken the butterfly toy.

The pink butterfly was true to life after Natalia twisted it with her delicate and beautiful fingertips. It could be imagined how Anne took it as a real butterfly in the dim light and chased after it.

Mr. Kawn frowned and asked patiently, "What do you mean?"

Natalia looked up and smiled, "As Anne just said, Misty is not the one that pushed her into the water. The toy is the evidence."

Everyone was shocked.

They had no idea about what Natalia meant.

Even the old Mr. McCarthy and the old Mrs. McCarthy got puzzled and looked at Natalia in a daze.

Only Archie's eyes darkened as he looked at that toy. He got it instantly.