Chapter 732
So, usually, everyone just turned a blind eye. After all, Grace never really went overboard. It was their family’s private matters, so there was no need to get involved. But now, ever since the housemaid quit on her own, the chauffeur had been feeling increasingly uneasy around Tessa. It was as if he were looking at her for the very first time. While driving, his frequent glances in the rearview mirror didn’t escape Tessa’s notice. She had initially decided to keep a low profile to avoid unnecessary trouble, but seeing the fear growing in his eyes, Tessa actually found it amusing.
How had she never realized this before? The driver was this scared of her? Suddenly, Tessa spoke up. “Mr. Lowe, why do you keep looking at the rearview mirror? What are you looking at?”
Hearing this, the drowsiness Grace had been feeling disappeared in an instant. If Tessa hadn’t said anything, she wouldn’t have noticed the chauffeur’s gaze. Grace followed up, “Zack, why are you looking back while driving?"
Hearing Grace’s voice, the chauffeur nearly jumped. He quickly withdrew his gaze and didn’t dare look back at all. “Ma’am… it’s my fault." The chauffeur stammered, “I… I just… I thought the weather felt a bit chilly today; should I turn down the air conditioning?” He racked his brain to come up with that excuse.
To be fair, hearing that, Tessa’s expression did ease a little. So, he didn’t actually know what she had done. That was good. Otherwise, with the housemaid gone, had she drawn too much suspicion within the household? Just the thought of it made Tessa’s head feel like it was going to explode. But seeing how timid and cautious the driver was, Tessa’s concerns were quickly dispelled.
Someone like him—even if he did have something on his mind—what kind of storm could he possibly stir up? People like that, weren’t they destined to live their whole lives being trampled under her feet? With that thought, Tessa casually said, “Mom, I guess I misunderstood Mr. Lowe’s kind intentions. Let’s not distract him from driving properly.”
Since Tessa had spoken, Grace, being the doting mother she was, naturally followed her daughter’s lead. She echoed with a soft “Mm,” and said, “Alright then, since Tessa says it was a misunderstanding, I won’t dwell on it. Just focus on driving.”
Hearing that, the chauffeur looked as if he had been granted amnesty and quietly sped up. He didn’t dare utter a single word the whole way, and after what Tessa just said, he didn’t even dare glance at the rearview mirror. Now that he knew what kind of person Tessa really was, looking back again would be asking for trouble.
When they arrived at the school, the chauffeur quickly got out with an umbrella to shield the mother and daughter from the rain. Tessa gave a light “Mm,” feeling somewhat satisfied. The driver did know how to read the room. In that case, he could stay. After all, his driving skills were decent. Besides, the man had worked for the Waltons for years—not someone she could dismiss with a few words.