Over six years ago, she faked her death. She could never have escaped Burgess's clutches if it wasn't for Alfred's clever maneuvering.
At that moment, Alfred was no longer around. If she wanted to seek medical attention, it wouldn't take long for Burgess to be informed. That was why Oprah chose to handle this herself.
Eric had seen the spilled wine in the living room before he entered the bathroom. He pieced things together pretty quickly.
With a frown, he said, "Then, what should I do to make you better, Miss?"
"Just grab some ice for me."
"No problem."
Eric turned and headed to the kitchen to grab some ice. Then, he put a whole bag of ice into the bathtub, the bone-chilling cold relieving Oprah.
After that, Eric returned with a first-aid kit to close Oprah’s scratch.
"Thanks," Op
