Chapter 80

Brielle’s legs tensed subtly as if she couldn’t hear the commotion outside the hall. It wasn’t until a disordered flurry of footsteps approached that she looked up to see three figures at the door, her brow crinkling in an

instant.

Miranda was the first to speak, trembling with fury. “What on earth is going on?! A young lady like you causing a scene that ends up with the police? If word gets out about some scandal, how are you going to find a decent marriage?”

Lillian, standing beside Miranda, reached out to gently pat her back. “Miranda, calm down. Let’s get the details first.”

Taking a deep breath, Miranda turned to the handcuffed man. His eyes shifted, especially when he caught sight of Lillian–she seemed familiar, as if he’d seen her around Sophia.

A sly grin spread across his face, sensing an opportunity. “So you must be my mother–in–law. Look, Brielle and I just had a lovers‘ quarrel. Please, talk some sense into her. This isn’t a good look for either of us.”

flipping through a series of intimate photos. “We’re actually quite close.

looking every bit the part

dodged slightly, seizing her wrist with one hand,

on the man. “I hope

face stiffened, the glimmer of hope fading slowly. Was

words?

bad enough, but to end up at the police station over

the Dorsey family would plummet, especially since Faith

under Cameron’s grip, her face turning

released her hand, “Look at yourself.

wrapped in a scarf, her clothes in disarray, her feet shod in slippers–but none

the bloodstains on the

seeing the three of them, hurried over, “Ms. Haywood, this isn’t Ms. Brielle’s fault. This isn’t

We’ll have someone call on the Rowland estate shortly, and we’ve

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