<b>Chapter </b><b>209 </b>
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Josie looked at her father with <b>a </b>ck expression. That pissed him of more than anything. No more were the adoring eyes of a daughter desperate for his lowe.
“Mr. Taylor…<i>I’m </i>skipping dinner tonight because I have a severe allergic to seafood. Something I expressed over five years ago.”
Before Harold could say something, Josie continued.
“A <i>fact </i><i>of </i>which I’m sure you probably forgot being as to how it was so long ago. The <i>fact </i>that it can literally kill is of no <i>matter</i>.”
Harold’s face fell. He had no idea she was allergic to seafood. He quickly tried to rey a time she may have told <b>him</b>, each timeing up nk. Suddenly Laura spoke,
“I–It was an ident Josie. We <i>didn’t </i>know. We can have the cooks make something else.”
Josie smiled eerily bright at Laura causing a slight chill down her spine. Her daughter’s face was so
lifeless now.
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me.”
Laura’s face paled. Was that how Josie saw this? More importantly…was it true?
Finally, she turned back to her three siblings.
“Although I’m not sure <i>why </i><i>you </i>thought <i>it </i>was my absolute favorite, I thank you for the efforts of cooking my ‘favorite‘ <i>meals</i>.<i>” </i>
Josie’s eyes were icy<b>, </b>causing Vanessa <b>to </b>look away nervously. This hadn’t gone the way she thought it would. Josie looked over at Christian.
“Will that apology be suffice <i>enough </i>for Ms. <i>Taylor</i>? I can do another <i>if </i>it’s not.”
Christian’s face harden. Josie was doing this on purpose, but it was also what they asked for. Finally, she turned to Jamie.
“As <i>you </i><i>young </i><i>Mr. </i>Taylor…<i>I’m </i>not sure if <i>you’ve </i>figured <i>out </i>what I could have possibly done to upset Ms.
<b>9:59 </b><b>Fri</b><b>, </b><b>Sep </b><b>19 </b>
<i>Taylor</i>, <i>but </i><i>if </i><i>you’re </i><i>referring </i>to <i>my </i><i>stepping </i><i>back</i>. <i>Right </i><i>now</i><i>, </i>due to <i>the </i><i>injuries </i>on <i>my </i>back, it’s <i>ufortable </i>to <i>hug</i><i>.</i>”
Jamie’s <b>face </b>fell ashen; he had no idea she was covered in back bruises!
“<i>Josie</i><i>…</i>I <i>didn’t</i>…”
<i>“</i><i>Of </i>course <i>you </i><i>didn’t</i><i>…</i><i>because </i><i>you </i><i>never </i><i>asked</i><i>. </i><i>You </i><i>assumed</i><i>, </i><i>and </i><i>then </i><i>I </i><i>got </i><i>fused </i><i>at </i>for <i>all </i><b><i>of </i></b>your assumptions. <i>Well</i><i>, </i><i>at </i><i>least </i><i>that </i><i>much </i><i>has </i><i>stayed </i><i>the </i><i>same </i><i>all </i><i>these </i><i>years</i>.”
With that, Josie turned around and left, leaving the family feeling embarrassed. The servants all shook their heads as they watched it unfold. Over the years, they always felt bad for Josie. Everyone in the house knew Vanessa was the one that murdered that person, and even after taking the fall, the Taylors still treated her like an outsider.
Laura was the first to speak.
<i>“</i><i>Vanessa</i><i>…</i><i>why </i><i>did </i><i>you </i><i>go </i><i>out </i><i>your </i><i>way </i><i>to </i><i>tell </i><i>me several </i><i>times </i><i>seafood </i><i>was </i>Josie’s <i>favorite</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>
Vanessa’s eyes widen with shock, her little dinner n to make Josie ufortablepletely backfired. Scrambling for an answer, Vanessa began to cry.
<i>“</i><i>Mom</i><i>…</i><i>I’m </i>so <i>sorry</i><i>!! </i>I <i>honestly </i><i>forgot</i><i>!!! </i>I <i>was </i><i>just </i><i>trying </i><i>to </i><i>make </i><i>her </i><i>feel </i><i>at </i><i>home</i><i>!!! </i>I’m <i>sorry</i><i>!!!</i>”
Harlod chimed in before Laura could say anything.
“<i>She </i><i>just </i>forgot <i>Laura</i><i>! </i><i>Hell</i><i>…</i><i>it </i><i>was </i><i>years </i><i>ago</i>! <i>I </i><i>don’t </i><i>remember </i><i>everything </i><i>from </i><i>that </i><i>far-</i>” <ul><li></li></ul>
<i>“</i><i>But </i><i>we </i><i>remember </i><i>our </i><i>other </i><i>children’s </i><i>allergies </i><i>Harold</i><i>. </i><i>Just </i><i>saying</i>…<i>she </i><i>lost </i><i>four </i><i>years </i>of <i>her </i><i>life</i>…<i>it </i><i>would </i><i>have </i><i>been </i><i>nice </i>to <i>at </i><i>least </i><i>remember </i><i>her </i><i>favorite </i><i>foods</i>.<i>” </i>
Everyone stood in shock <b>as </b>Laura left the room. Vanessa was seething on the inside, never had her mother got upset with her before<b>; </b>much less over Josie! Jamie rubbed her back.
“Don’t fret Ness. Josie <i>will </i><i>be </i><i>okay</i>…<i>she </i><i>always </i><i>is</i><i>.</i>”
Harold looked over at Christian.
<i>“</i><i>Do </i><i>you </i>know anything about <i>those </i>supposed bruises on her <i>back</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Christian looked at his father, his expression ufortable.
<b>9:59 </b><b>Fri</b><b>, </b><b>Sep </b><b>19 </b>
“They aren’t suppose‘. I’ve seen them.”
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