Claudia and Harry were forced to end their conversation. Their eyes fell on a middle-aged woman who was the head maid of this residence. Claudia wondered what report the butler wanted to convey that made her legs feel stiff.
"What do you want to discuss, Yunita?"
"I don't know if it's right for me to say it or not, but I feel like there's something strange about your parents, Claudia."
Claudia frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Actually on the day they die, they don't plan on going anywhere. At that time they planned to have dinner with you. Therefore, their initial plan was actually to learn new dishes for you."
"Then, did they ever bring up wanting to meet someone they know?"
Yunita shook her head. "No. When I wanted to ask them, their faces looked like they were being chased by the devil. It's impossible for me to ask about their personal matters in detail."
"But, you reported this to the police?" Harry asked firmly.