Page 57 of The Marquess' Disguised Heiress
“I have not been stealing from you, Beth,” Amelia shouted once again, “and whatever friendship we had is now completely over. Darn you!”
Eliza sighed deeply as she watched Amelia walk away from her in a huff, knowing there was no appeasing her until she was in a better mood.
Although, Eliza did not know if she even wanted to make things up with her. If Amelia could not be honest with her, Eliza was much better off without her friendship. She continued walking back towards the house, her heart slightly heavy with sadness.
***
Amelia directly made her way towards the parlour where Lady Victoria was resting, her steps faltering slightly.
She was filled with anger at the accusation Beth had made of her, even though it had been completely true. She had indeed been stealing from Beth’s room, but she almost felt as if she were allowed to.
Why did Beth have to be the one to get the nice things, and the fairy godmother and the men flocking around her? Justbecause she was beautiful, she did not have a right to everything in the world.
Both were maids and commoners, so why did it have to be Beth and not her?
She huffed loudly, remembering how Beth and George had almost kissed the other night, and if it were not for her calling Beth’s name, they would have certainly done it. As if that was not enough, she had gone to meet the masked stranger in the woods again today, making Amelia even angrier. Beth was getting a little too much attention from all those around her, and Amelia was not going to let it go.
She might have forgotten about it if Beth had not accused her of stealing, but now she simply did not care. Lady Victoria deserved to know. She knocked quickly before she might change her mind.
“You may enter,” Lady Victoria’s voice called out from inside, and Amelia walked inside, bowing to Lady Victoria and Lady Margaret, who was also there.
Amelia did not know if it was wise to discuss this in front of Lady Margaret, but what difference would it make? Even though Lady Margaret was disliked by her entire family, the two of them were still sisters after all.
“Amelia …” Lady Victoria perked up after seeing her, sitting straight from her almost reclined position on the couch, “I hope you have something interesting to tell me. I am counting on you.”
“I do, My Lady.”
“Good.” Lady Victoria smiled. “Go on.”
“I went to Beth’s room the other day and found out that her entire room has been filled with nice things. She has new pillows, clothes, perfumes, and even a looking glass. I believe she could be stealing from the house.” Amelia quickly breathed all of it out, choosing not to tell about the fairy godmother since that might sound unbelievable.
Although, if Beth were accused of theft, it would teach her a lesson.
“Is that so?” Lady Victoria hardly reacted, her gaze speculative. “What else?”
Amelia felt almost disappointed with her reaction, knowing she would have to give her something even bigger.
“I have seen her in questionable situations with both George and the masked stranger from the masquerade ball.”
“The masked stranger, you say?” Lady Victoria suddenly looked interested, and Amelia knew she had hit her mark.
“Yes, My Lady. I have seen them together multiple times in the woods, and I have seen her with George whenever he comes to visit her in the house. Beth has been getting comfortable with both of them, and it looks extremely inappropriate.”
Lady Victoria nodded, her face turning blank once again.
“Thank you for your good work, Amelia,” she replied, “You are dismissed.”
Amelia bowed quickly and walked back out, unsure if she had done the right thing. However, she knew this was the best way to get revenge on Beth because Lady Victoria would certainly make her suffer.
***
“The masked stranger again,” Victoria whispered loudly, her worry growing after hearing everything Amelia had told her, “Why does Beth’s name keep coming up again and again along with the masked stranger? Even Count Fife saw them together the night of the masquerade.”
“I do know one thing,” Margaret chimed in, making Victoria look at her, “she could not be stealing. Beth is anything but a thief, which means this accusation is baseless.”
“I agree.” Victoria sighed, agreeing with her sister for once. “Which means these things she is getting could be gifts from someone. It could be the masked stranger, or perhaps even George since Amelia has seen her with George as well. Although, the masked stranger did seem quite interested in her at the night of the masquerade when we danced.”
“In Beth?” Margaret asked, confused.
