The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 446 Ch.445 The Sad Housekeeper and the Communicator
Although Rose didn't understand why Peggy Streeter insisted on caring about their "friendship" (in fact, they didn't have such a thing) and "frankly told" some difficult answers - but she was happy to listen to the interesting stories of the Streeter family and what the old thing could say.

——Butler Martin did not elaborate on the ritualist, but only emphasized thanking Rose for everything she had done for Peggy in this "justice operation", thanking her for taking the risk, and praising her kind and upright soul...

Simultaneously.

He also thanked Roland and Kingsley in particular, saying that it was a shame for Street to let these two gentlemen who came from afar witness such an indecent chaos.

His rhetoric was so ornate that only Kingsley could cope with it with equally ornate long and short sentences, while Rose and Roland were the detectives' clever little mute companions.

"In fact, I knew that this day would come."

Afterwards, the butler Martin told them some limited stories about the Street family.

Of Henry Streeter.

A born crazy kid.

There was something wrong with him since he was a child - in addition to doing the bad things that bad boys from noble families often do, as he grew older, some of the actions he thought were 'interesting' gradually became excessive.

For example, what he did to his sister.

——He once killed Peggy's cat.

The pet cat's body disappeared, and in the early morning of the next day, only its head remained, pierced with a fishhook and hanging on Peggy's door.

Peggy was lucky enough not to witness this bloody and horrific scene.

This frightened the maid.

From that day on, Henry gradually fell out of favor with old Streeter, and his brothers and sisters began to look at him with strange eyes: for the family living in Mining Corner, the actual requirements for male heirs were not high.

And "playing tricks" is considered a compliment, which makes them think that their children are "manly".

But Henry's behavior went far beyond childish mischief:

He targeted his own sister and showed complete cruelty and indifference in this 'prank'.

There is nothing wrong with torturing and killing animals, but he should never, should not hang its bloody head in front of his sister's door - the implication is not very good.

When asked by old Street, he denied it flatly (which was really insane):

Even though the servant found half of the cat's paw under his bed.

Claw chopped off with an axe.

And three days before this happened, old Streeter happened to give him a beautiful little silver-covered axe.

A bloody axe.

Rotten cat's paw.

Blood stains under the pillow and cat hair on the body.

"At that time, only Ms. Peggy Street liked the cat without a nose, and the cat would only get close to her... It's a magical thing to say," the old housekeeper was immersed in memories, lost in thought, "The cat was very obedient and only listened to Ms. Street, as if... it could think."

Rose listened quietly and glanced at Roland silently.

She always felt something was wrong.

Can't tell.

"Of course, this incident made Miss Street very sad. Soon, Master had little Henry moved to another house and arranged new servants for him."

The housekeeper said.

"He is gradually becoming estranged from his brothers. Well, maybe, this matter..." The butler wanted to say that maybe old Mr. Streeter did something wrong, but a servant had no right to talk about his master.

Besides, old Streeter was dead.

"Until the fire."

When the butler Martin mentioned the fire that had been burning all night, there seemed to be a faint glow of fire in his cloudy pupils.

He was no longer at his age to cry in public, but his eyes were still wet. He apologized and took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his eyes.

"…a huge fire, only two Streeters survived."

"If I hadn't been ill those days, I would have gone to see the Father of All Things with my master while sleeping in bed..." The three people could see the undisguised hatred and anger in his eyes stained with fire - the old housekeeper obviously felt the same way as Peggy about what Henry Streeter had done:

Because his son, the Streeter family's apprentice gardener, died in the fire.

Not long after his son got married, his wife became pregnant.

That night, the couple gave their flesh and blood to the flames.

"Sometimes, I even hope that it is me who is dead." Speaking of his son, the old housekeeper burst into tears, "I really don't know why God would punish a child who has never made any mistakes in his life..."

His dry hands, placed on his knees, tightly grasped the handkerchief, and his voice became intermittent.

He said that if there had not been that fire, Street would probably have been even more powerful - at that time many businessmen were eyeing the mines and the land of Innstown, and there were lush forests surrounding the Wigan mining group.

They were going to build factories here.

Unfortunately, due to a fire, the town of Inns changed its owner.

"So," Roland suddenly said, "the forest was spared."

Martin said in a nasal voice: "...Yes, yes, sir. But I think it's only a matter of time."

Roland didn't say anything else.

So the butler continued.

Talk about Peggy crying, about her suffering, about how she was hungry and cold, and about how she was threatened by Henry Streeter.

——He mentioned these things to express to Rose how deep the scars that the wandering life and tragic past of the past few years would leave on a girl.

She may have been deceived by the miners and promised something she could not do.

But this is normal.

She was too young and a girl who didn't know how to be a master. She only had good intentions and impulse in her heart, and she rubbed them into a knife made of butter.

But how can poor people afford cream?

Butler Martin expressed his sincere apologies and asked Rose, Kingsley and Roland not to question Peggy Streeter's morality and not to hurt their precious friendship because of some inferior people.

"It's not easy to get acquainted, young lady."

The old butler bowed and said, "I'm telling you the truth. I hope you won't have any regrets in Inns Town. The Streeter family really has no debts. Even if the mine is closed, it will be enough to support them for a while."

“But I still think there’s nothing wrong with this approach.”

After crying, the housekeeper left.

All three of them understood his intention.

Obviously, the Street family did not want to offend a "Shelley" and believed that this "adversity" between them could enhance their friendship, so that in the future, the two families could continue to irrigate this not-so-solid bridge of friendship with some business soil.

Make the bridge stronger.

"If she comes in person and says a few dirty words, I think she's a pretty good person." Rose said with a playful look, "I'm not a pure Shelley, so forget about these social etiquettes for the sake of decency - and they even appointed the butler to act, is this a tradition of the Streeter family?"

Roland coughed lightly and nudged Rose with the tip of his shoe.

"what happened?"

"It's a bit like Shandel, miss."

“…You’re talking nonsense.” The daughter, whose temporary surname is Shelley, lost her composure in a second, her two green eyes widened, “I can’t be like her even if I’m a pig!”

Roland held his chin up and smiled, "You are angry. Why? Because of Street's broken promise, because of those miners. You still think that a 'friend' you think is good is rotting in front of you like meat that has been left for a long time?"

Rose curled her lips and didn't answer directly:
“…It’s like those people who say they love you in bed. Everyone knows they don’t love you, but that doesn’t stop them from moving forward…It’s a ridiculous world.”

His girl always became extra cute at times like this.

Roland didn't say anything either. He just looked at her with a smile, watching her change from being tough to being soft, and then watching her pick up a matchbox and hit someone.

Kingsley squinted.

Pure... Shelley?
Shandel?
(End of this chapter)