A red day

"Madam Madison, you have to give up already," Zachary was saying, and Amaya whom he clutched in her arms freely slipped away from him. “There's nothing you could do anymore," he added.

The room became noiseless, Madam Madison who was seated on the bed unhurriedly stood to her feet and she started to pack the medical kits with a grim expression.

"I don't know why but I do suspect that Eleanor was accused falsely!" Willow gritted out.

"You are right, if there is anyone else who could have done this then that would be Katrina," Amaya sniffed, wiping her tears from her eyes.

"Hmm, why do you think so?" Willow asked.

Meanwhile, Madam Madison was behaving as if she wasn't listening to their conversation but she was as she still pressing the kits into the medical box.

Zachary scowled his face as he was briefly lost in a few thoughts about the whole situation, he doesn't know why but his mind tells him that the mistress is the one who planned it all.

Willow shrugged "I suspect Katrina