How Can You Fire Me?

Audrey finished the tea in her cup. She was still a little thirsty, so she took the cup and went to the pantry to pour herself some water.

As soon as Audrey walked to the pantry, she heard two maids talking. They sounded surprised.

"How comes the paper is here in this trash can? I thought Madam Cordova and the others were cutting paper in the living room."

"Did someone accidentally drop it? Let me see what it is."

"They are all crumpled. It's hard to tell, but... It seems to be a miniature."

Audrey's pupils contracted slightly.

Miniature?

"This one looks like Mrs. Cordova."

"So it does. However, the miniature seems to have been torn apart. It looks like... It was torn apart on purpose."

"Hush, be quiet. Mrs. Cordova's miniature was cut by the young lady."

"What are you afraid of her? She is not the real Miss Cordova. Why should we be afraid of a fake one?"