Chapter 2091

Chapter 2091Chapter 2091 Cameron took a deep breath and gnashed her teeth. “He got off easy.” Cameron returned
to her room, took a shower, and changed into fresh clothes. The pants with blood on them were thrown
onto the pile of dirty clothes. Mahina entered soon. “Your period started?”
She never let the helpers clean her clothes or enter her room. Every helper in the house knew that her
room was prohibited, so her room would always be cleaned by either the butler or Mahina, including her
clothes.
Mahina sneaked in even her period pads.
Cameron sat on the bed with a hot water bag on her lower abdomen. “Help me throw the clothes into the
washer, and don‘t let anyone see them.”
Mahina nodded, then left with the laundry basket.
Cameron lay in bed, feeling unhappy because she was caught in his tactics. She had been too careless.
Meanwhile, Mahina brought the basket to the laundry room, opened the door of the washer, then noticed
someone was there when she was throwing the clothes in. “Who‘s there?”
Waylon leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. “You‘re very alert.”
Mahina subtly covered the pants that had blood in them with other clothes. “Mr. Goldmann, what brings
you to the laundry room?”
He placed his jacket into the laundry basket. “To do my laundry.” Mahina still had her guard up. “I can
help you with that.” He looked at the clothes she was holding. “Are those Cameron‘s?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
He smiled. “Don‘t the helpers usually wash his clothes? Why are you doing that instead?” A shiver ran down Mahina‘s spine after she heard that. She knew that Waylon wasn’t a simple person,
but she didn‘t know why he would be suspicious about this. Mahina replied, “He doesn‘t like other people
touching his clothes.” “He has his guard up even with the helpers?” “I‘m not sure about that.”
Mahina was very calm throughout the conversation.
Waylon squinted because he couldn‘t find any changes in her expression. She must be a strong person,
which should be why Cameron trusted her.
He turned around, then stopped to look at her. “By the way, I‘ve looked into Ms. Torres.”
Mahina‘s grip on the basket tightened.
Waylon saw that but pretended that he didn‘t. “I couldn’t find any information on her. Is
Torres not a real name?”
Right when Mahina was starting to panic, Daisie showed up.
“Waylon!”
Mahina saw her as a savior for showing up when she did.
Waylon frowned and turned to look at his sister, who interrupted him. He rubbed his nose and said, “Why
are you here?”
Daisie smiled. “To see you. Mahina is here too?”
He looked at her. “Obviously.”
“Let‘s not stop her from doing her chores. Her pay might get docked for that,” Daisie said while dragging
him outside. Mahina finally let out a sigh of relief. The person that she had to be most careful around should be Waylon.
They walked into the courtyard, but Daisie was still thinking about how she could get out of this. Waylon
stopped walking, which made her bump into his back.