Chapter 5

I woke up the next morning, the fever still stubbornly refusing to break.

The room was dead silent. I opened my phone—not a single message.

I forced myself through my physical exhaustion, got up, and collected everything belonging to Nathan as garbage to throw away.

Suddenly I got a call from the police. I answered with some confusion:

"Mrs. Wilson, someone has reported that you stole from them. Please come to the station to cooperate with the investigation."

I had a bad feeling, but with a clear conscience, I quickly changed into casual clothes and left.

At the station, I saw Leah.

The police brought Leah and me to the interview room for detailed questioning.

"Ms. Martinez called to report that you stole her diamond ring when you went to organize their home yesterday. Is this true?"

My pupils contracted as I stared at Leah in shock.

But Leah looked at me with a pitiful expression:

"Mrs. Wilson, please give it back! That's my family's heirloom diamond ring, worth a hundred thousand dollars!"

I turned to explain my professional nature to the police:

"I've done this work for so many years. I wouldn't lack such basic professional ethics. And yesterday when I was organizing, Leah was watching me the entire time."

The police looked at Leah.

Leah immediately played innocent:

"I was watching, but if you used some sleight of hand to steal it, I wouldn't see that!"

I was about to continue defending myself when Nathan pushed through the door.

He saw my pale face and knew my fever hadn't broken. He was about to walk toward me when Leah stopped him.

Seeing Nathan, Leah acted like she'd seen her savior and immediately pulled Nathan into her camp.

"My husband can testify too!"

"Yesterday she angrily cut my husband's belt, said it was garbage, and took it away! How can someone so emotional have any professionalism?"

Nathan met the police's questioning gaze, hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded.

"Yes, my wife's diamond ring is indeed missing."

In this moment, my heart turned completely cold.

Leah raised her face toward me triumphantly:

"Mrs. Wilson, I won't make things difficult for you. Just compensate me for the original price and we can settle this privately."

So this was Leah's plan all along—to extort money from me.

I didn't cry or make a scene refusing to comply as Leah expected.

Instead, I pulled out a card and handed it over.

"The money in this card should be enough for your ring."

Nathan and Leah froze in place.

One hadn't expected me to comply so readily.

The other hadn't expected me to have so much money.

Nathan's throat tightened:

"Where did you get so much money?"

In his view, my work was just tidying up houses for others—no different from a housekeeper in his eyes.

How could a maid possibly have a hundred thousand in savings?

And Leah had wanted to see me cry and make a scene when I couldn't produce the money, but I'd compromised so easily.

Leah hesitantly accepted my card.

I curved my lips in a smile.

After all, my money wasn't so easy to take.

Then Nathan's phone rang.

"Mr. Reed! This is bad—Wilson Group suddenly withdrew all funding. Our project has stopped due to lack of money!"

"Now we've delayed the timeline, and our partners are all demanding to terminate contracts!"

Nathan was overwhelmed by call after call.

I pulled a termination letter from my pocket and threw it right in Nathan's face.

After reading what was on it, Nathan stared at me with shocked, disbelieving eyes.