Belle Adams' Butler
Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water. She paused in front of her kitchen's window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion's garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening. Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body. A DEAD BODY! Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, "What are you doing?!" Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here. "Gardening." "And the body?!" she looked at him in disbelief. "Fertilizer," he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?! She then heard him ask her, "Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?" he gave her a sweet smile. Note: If you enjoy a book of comedy with light-hearted romance and a gothic background. This book is for you~
Broken walls- Part 2
During the time of night in the quiet and deserted mansion of the Adams, Belle stood in front of the corridor that she was intrigued with recently. The mysteries of the mansion appeared to be more than she had expected. At first, it was just her relatives who were interested in acquiring the mansion at the rumour that there was a way to become rich but she doubted that was what was in this mansion.
The housekeeper's grandson had spoken of a family who didn't stay here long but she wondered what happened before that. Before the orchard's had come to live here. Belle had tried to look for answers in the libraries and old newspapers but she couldn't find any of it.