Chapter 79 Exposing the True Face of the Bitch
Cecilia was acutely aware of the weight Rebecca's words carried. She also understood that her current actions would tarnish all the positive impressions she had cultivated within the Whitaker family.
However, having been given a second chance at life, Cecilia had resolved never to wrong herself again, not even slightly.
"I'm not here to prove my innocence," she began, her tone even. "There's no need for that. I know none of you believe Pamela's death has anything to do with me. I just want to tell everyone who is really responsible for Pamela's death. This matter isn't that important to me, but it is very important to you."
Arabella's expression betrayed a flicker of impatience, despite her silence. She had always viewed Cecilia as genuine, kind, and virtuous. When Alaric married Cecilia, Arabella embraced her wholeheartedly. Their family treasured freedom in relationships, seldom imposing rigid household rules or meddling in the younger generation's marriages. Even Rebecca, whom Arabella never particularly liked, was accepted with reluctant kindness. Yet, in this moment, Cecilia’s unrelenting stance eroded all goodwill, even inciting a sense of aversion.
Perceptive to Arabella’s shifting emotions, Cecilia continued with unwavering calmness, "This matter is related to Emily."
"What do you mean?" Grace, spirited and straightforward, jumped in, her curiosity piqued.
"Pamela's death is related to Emily," Cecilia repeated, revealing the truth directly. "It was Emily who caused Pamela's death."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Arabella's control snapped. "Emily adored Pamela; she could never harm her! Cecilia, I've deeply liked you and felt very guilty about the wrong you've endured, but if you're intentionally causing trouble, I will be very angry."
"I have evidence." Cecilia responded, calm even in the face of Arabella's ire.
Arabella gazed at Cecilia, conflict warring in her eyes.
Cecilia raised her voice slightly, directing it toward a corner of the hall. "Anna, come out."
Anna walked out, trembling.
"Anna, tell everyone what happened," Cecilia prompted gently.
Anna’s terror was evident, her body trembling incessantly. Everyone regarded her with puzzled expectations.
Suddenly, Anna fell to her knees before the gathered family. "It was me. I killed Pamela!"
The declaration sent shockwaves through the room. Arabella was the first to react, her voice a blend of fury and bewilderment. "Why did you kill Pamela? You knew she was Emily's dearest pet. Why would you harm her? Haven't we treated you well enough? We know your family is struggling, and we’ve often given you money discreetly to help out. How could you do such a thing?"
"Mrs. Arabella Whitaker," Anna sobbed, her voice cracking with distress, "I didn’t want to do it, truly. I know how kind you've all been to me, and I’ve wanted to repay that kindness."
"Then why?" Arabella’s voice was a mixture of pain and confusion.
"It was Emily who made me do it," Anna cried, the words hanging in the air like a death knell.
"That's nonsense!" Caspian exploded, unable to bear the defamatory accusation against his beloved daughter. He slammed his hand on the coffee table, fury radiating from him.
Anna quaked, rendered mute by fear in the face of Caspian's wrath.
"I know what kind of person Emily is. How dare you slander her like this? You have no place here anymore. Get out now!" Caspian's voice thundered through the room, reverberating with an anger that left the room in shocked silence.No one dared to speak. Since Caspian's retirement, they had never witnessed such an outburst.
"Mr. Caspian Whitaker, I'm not lying. It was the young lady who told me to do it." Anna cried, her voice desperate.
But Caspian wasn't listening, and neither was anyone else. The idea that Emily, beloved and cherished, could be capable of such cruelty was inconceivable to them.
Seizing the moment, Rebecca smirked, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Cecilia, just to clear your name, you conspire with a servant to slander Emily You're even more despicable than I thought."
Cecilia’s eyes narrowed at Rebecca. "Are you afraid that if my name is cleared, you will not able to stand it? After all, you suffered a lot from Emily back then."
"You!" Rebecca sputtered, her fury rendering her speechless.
Ignoring Rebecca, Cecilia turned to Arabella, whose anger was as palpable as a storm cloud. "Arabella, I know this is hard to believe, and I hesitated to reveal it, but staying silent would ultimately harm Emily even more."
"What evidence do you have?" Arabella’s voice was icy, her patience clearly fraying.
Cecilia walked over to Anna, exuding an air of calm authority. "Show them the evidence."
Anna hesitated, her fear plain. But catching Cecilia’s reassuring gaze, she steeled herself.
"Last night, before the young lady went to bed, she instructed me to kill Pamela. She gave no reasons, just that it had to be done discreetly. She then told me to dispose of the body in the backyard pool and later place it in her room the next day. I initially refused, but she was insistent, and it wasn’t a mere jest. She threatened to fire me if I didn’t comply. For the sake of my job, I reluctantly agreed."
"Where's the evidence?" Rebecca’s voice cut through the explanation, cold and sharp.
Frightened by Rebecca’s stern gaze, Anna faltered, unsure of what to say next.
Cecilia stepped in, her voice firm yet respectful. "Even though she's a servant, she deserves respect. Let her finish."
Rebecca's face darkened, realizing Cecilia’s subtle rebuke.
Fine, she thought. She wanted to see what Cecilia could do! Emily was not someone she could handle!
"Anna, continue," Cecilia gently reminded.
Anna nodded and continued, "Although I compromised, I still had a lot of doubts. I really didn't understand why she wanted to kill Pamela for no reason. Pamela hadn't done anything wrong, even if she did scratch Master Alaric. With so many questions and fearing for my own name, I did the only thing I could think of. Before carrying out her orders, I went to Emily’s room to confirm her intent and recorded our conversation."
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