Chapter 208

Meredith did not care about how Old Master Whitman thought. What mattered to her was how Jeremy did.

Her glistened eyes turned to look at the frosty man. “You believe me, right, Jeremy?”

Meredith’s tone was soft as she reached out to grab Jeremy’s hands, trying to get him to believe in her.

Instead, all she got was a cold look filled with doubt that swept sharply over Meredith’s face from the corner of his eyes. Without giving her an answer, he walked away.

“Jeremy, Jeremy…”

Feeling hurt, her tears began to fall cooperatively as Meredith watched Jeremy’s retreating figure.

Eloise began to comfort her sympathetically. “It’s alright, Meredith. Jeremy is smart. I’m sure he wouldn’t fall for such lies!”

Meredith nodded and wiped off her tears. “I’ll go look for him.”

gaze, she

of Eloise’s disgusted gaze, Madeline found herself smiling and walking over without a care. “If memory serves me right, you were very certain that you had seen how shameless and ruthless Madeline was, right, Mrs. Montgomery? Yet the truth speaks

Don’t spout nonsense, Vera Quinn. Or

one who employed someone else to slander her innocence and frame her

“You…”

unwilling to continue after watching

open, yet Eloise chose to

call themselves logical, yet feelings had always been something selfish. Something so selfish that it could

walking away with a glass of wine

and the soft summer breeze caressed Madeline’s

at an ever-so-familiar silhouette leaning on the balcony

tall and lithe figure. A wine glass sat between the man’s fingers, and there was a bottle of red wine on the

lifted the glass, his Adam’s apple bobbing as

wind blew, ruffling his chestnut

Madeline stared on. A heavy dose of melancholy seemed

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