Missy's expression and tone of voice were very strange, and especially uncomfortable.

The smile on Elizabeth's face also faded, she simply nodded to Missy's question, and stood there waiting for her to say something more.

Seeing that Elizabeth had nothing else to answer her, Missy had no choice but to go on talking.

"...I've heard all about you, but I really didn't expect it to be like this! I can see Mr. Darcy's kindness to you, not only me, but the whole Pemberley. Yes, he is so concerned about your illness... But who would have thought that? Who would have expected that Mr. Darcy would suddenly go to Miss Anne? Miss Elizabeth, you must be very sorry now?"

Calculating light flashed in her blue eyes, and she also had an accent, which made people uncomfortable. What was even more inexplicable was that Missy had a look of confidence on her face. She was not afraid of being seen at all. She was not afraid of making her angry at all, Elizabeth didn't know where she got such confidence.

Elizabeth frowned and looked at the person in front of her. They had been together for half a month, and they were very familiar with each other. The last time Missy suddenly appeared in her room, Elizabeth recognized her only by her back.

But now she walked in so impolitely, put on such a look, and said such words.

Elizabeth was angry, but also thought it was ridiculous.

Of course she could ask Missy to leave her room at once, but Elizabeth didn't want to do that, she could see that Missy had something to say, she couldn't come here for no reason and say something useless to her, Elizabeth would rather Want to see what she really wants to do.

Elizabeth asked her, "What are you trying to say?"

Missy smiled, lowered her voice, and said in a mysterious way: "Miss Elizabeth, you sure don't want Mr. Darcy to slip away from your hand like this?"

Elizabeth said nothing.

Missy thought that Elizabeth had acquiesced, and was waiting for her to help, so Missy smiled proudly.

She was so sure of this that she dared to come here so swaggeringly and say such things.

"Miss Elizabeth," Missy said triumphantly, "I can completely understand your feelings. Mr. Darcy obviously likes you. If I were you, I wouldn't just sit and watch him being snatched away by other women. And you And so well matched, especially your brother-in-law, Mr. Bingley, is also a good friend of Mr. Darcy, you should be together," she paused deliberately, and said emphatically, "As long as you work harder yourself , you can marry Mr Darcy."

"...does it matter to you whether I marry Mr. Darcy?"

Missy said "Oh" and said hypocritically: "Look at what you said, of course I hope you can be the mistress of Pemberley, but," she paused, and then said with a smile: "Miss Elizabeth , if I help you become the mistress of Pemberley, shouldn't you also repay me?"

Only now did Elizabeth understand what Missy's intentions were for coming here. She thought it was ridiculous, not to mention that she didn't want to play any tricks, but if she really had such an idea, how could Missy, a small servant, help?

Elizabeth was quite surprised by the structure of Missy's brain. What was she thinking?

"...you mean," said Elizabeth slowly, "that you can help me?"

Missy heard the disapproval in Elizabeth's words, as if afraid of being looked down upon by her, Missy immediately straightened her chest, and she stood up straight before saying: "Miss Elizabeth, don't underestimate the role of a maid. You have Have you ever wondered why I came so timely? I got the news within an hour after you left Miss Darcy's room last night, miss, I have been paying attention to your movements at all times, news among our servants Fast and fast, only I want to know, there is nothing I can't find out."

Elizabeth's complexion slowly changed, and the look of disapproval disappeared completely from her face. Missy only knew that she would never dare to underestimate herself, so she continued proudly: "You are leaving Pemberley soon. , what you need most now is someone to help you keep an eye on Pemberley, what Mr. Darcy does every day, who he meets, what he thinks of any young lady, and what plans he has, if you want to know Yes, I can get it for you."

Missy believed what she said that Elizabeth could not refuse, she had already thought it out very clearly, Elizabeth had no family and no property, and she had nothing to compete with Miss Anne or even Miss Bingley except Mr. Darcy's admiration ah?

Elizabeth's greatest opportunity in this life is Mr. Darcy. If she can marry Mr. Darcy, she will be rich and prosperous for a lifetime. If she can't, she will be penniless in this life.

Missy stared at Elizabeth firmly. Elizabeth needed her help the most now. It was impossible for her to refuse the climbing ladder offered to her.

Elizabeth was silent for a few seconds, and those dark eyes stared at her deeply. Although Missy believed in herself, she couldn't help becoming nervous under such silent gaze.

Fortunately, Elizabeth finally spoke, Elizabeth asked her: "What do you want from me?"

Missy breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, just now she almost thought that Elizabeth would not agree, Missy said with a relaxed smile on her face after the tension: "I want you to help me do what I told you last time , and you'll give me another hundred pounds."

She originally only wanted Elizabeth to help her transfer to the main house, but now the situation is different, and she still has to do things for Elizabeth, so naturally she can't be taken advantage of.

Besides, a mere hundred pounds meant nothing to Elizabeth if it came to pass.

Missy felt that the matter between her and Elizabeth was mostly settled, and she quickly thought of something else. "Of course," she said, "you have to pay for the postage of my letter to you."

Elizabeth took a deep breath, "Have you finished your sentence?"

Missy froze for a moment when she heard this. She was a little uncertain about what Elizabeth meant. She was worried, wondering if Elizabeth would not be able to pay so much money for a while?

Missy said hastily: "If you can't give me all the hundred pounds at once, you can give me some of them first."

But Elizabeth didn't even want to say a word to her. Now she only hated herself for being blind, such a sinister, scheming and scheming woman, she almost went to intercede with Mrs. Reynolds for her.

Thinking that her every move was under the surveillance of this woman for the past two days, Elizabeth felt chilly all over her body, and the hairs all over her body stood on end.

Elizabeth raised her arm and pointed towards the door, "Get out immediately," Elizabeth's fingertips were trembling. She told herself that it was not worth being angry for such a person, but she couldn't help but feel very angry in her heart. She suppressed My own anger said: "Don't come to me again in the future, I don't want to see you again."

Missy didn't expect things to take a sudden turn for the worse, she was quite stunned for a while, she didn't know whether she was angry or ashamed, her face flushed instantly.

The excitement made her speechless for a moment, but she quickly walked towards the door, and the door handle was twisted open by her. Elizabeth thought that she would go out immediately, but who knew that she Suddenly stood still.

Missy half turned her head and squinted at Elizabeth with her deep blue eyes.

Elizabeth looked at her coldly.

Missy snorted, "Don't regret it." After she said this bitterly, she twisted her neck back, stepped out, and the door was closed with a "bang" by her .

There was a rush of footsteps outside, walking farther and farther, and finally disappeared.

Missy is gone.

Elizabeth wished she had never known the man.

After calming down in the room for a while, Elizabeth thought of looking for Jane in the next room. Elizabeth stretched out her hand to knock on the door, but just as her fingers touched the door, the door slid open gently. Maybe Jane or Mr. Bingley entered the room. I didn't pay attention when I was there, I just closed the door ajar.

But what was even more surprising was that after the door slid open, there was a quarreling sound from inside, which was obviously from Jane and Mr. Bingley.

They were arguing so loudly that they didn't even hear the door open.

Elizabeth just wanted to close the door gently and leave quickly. The husband and wife are arguing, so she can't go in at this time.

But suddenly the words "Mr. Darcy" and "Elizabeth" were heard.

Elizabeth held the doorknob's hand and paused. How could Jane mention her and Mr. Darcy when she quarreled with Mr. Bingley?

After a moment of hesitation, Mr. Bingley's words came again, "...I said this for the benefit of Elizabeth. It is really impossible for Elizabeth and Darcy to persuade you because Elizabeth is your sister. I don't want Elizabeth because Darcy is sad."

This time Elizabeth heard very clearly that they were really talking about her and Mr. Darcy, and now Elizabeth could not go away, and she wondered what they would say.

Jane's voice rose as soon as Mr. Bingley had finished speaking.

"Because Lizzie is my sister, you are persuading me like this!" Jane sounded very angry, and she said angrily, "Yes, it is because Lizzie is my sister, not your sister, that you Say that!"

Mr. Bingley frowned, "...what do you mean?"

"Don't you understand what you mean?" Jane's face flushed, "Caroline also likes Mr. Darcy, but you and I know how indifferent Mr. Darcy is to her! Could it be possible for the two of them Is it? Why don't you, a brother, persuade your sister to give up?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Mr. Bingley's voice rose suddenly.

"Am I talking nonsense?" Jane's voice seemed to be about to cry, "It's fine if you don't persuade your sister, why do you want me to persuade Lizzie instead? Don't you think you are going too far? Are you embarrassed?" Said it was for Lizzie's good, and didn't want to make her sad!"

"That's because you don't know Darcy!" said Mr. Bingley irritably. "You don't know how picky he is! He's two years older than me, but he's still single! Do you know why? Want to be Darcy?" Mrs. Xi's women can go around Derbyshire, but he doesn't even like the Viscount's daughter!"

"Really...Since Mr. Darcy's eyes are above the top like this," Jane felt that Mr. Bingley in front of her made her very sad, she tried her best to hold back her tears, and tried to calm her voice, "then you should try to persuade him Advise Caroline, you care so much about Lizzie, you should care more about your own sister."

Mr. Bingley said angrily: "Will you not bring Caroline into this! I'm talking to you about Elizabeth."

Jane tried desperately to hold back her tears, and for a moment Elizabeth did not hear her voice, and finally her voice came slowly again, "...I won't mention Caroline anymore, and I won't mind her business, "Jane's voice was calmer than before, but she also felt a little fragile. She paused and continued, "But don't interfere with Lizzie's affairs."

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