Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony had just about reached her limit. "I don't have an aunt, and I certainly don't have a sister. Please leave. If you don't go now, I'll have to call security to escort you out."

Vivian's face flushed with anger, and for a moment, she looked ready to snap back. But remembering why she'd come, she forced herself to swallow her temper and managed a brittle smile.

"Bryn, I know you're still upset about your mother. I admit, what your uncle and I did back then was wrong. But we had no choice-the Kensington family was putting all sorts of pressure on us, and your mother... well, she did kill someone. You can't really blame us for that, can you?"

Briony's gaze was icy as she looked at Vivian.

She'd seen through everyone in the Hudson family years ago.

It didn't take much to guess why Vivian had suddenly appeared today.

Whatever their reasons, Briony's attitude toward them was never going to change.

“Hannah, please show this lady out."

"Of course," Hannah replied, stepping forward. "Ma'am, I'm afraid our boss doesn't wish to see you. I'll have to ask you to leave."

Vivian frowned at Briony, her tone tinged with indignation. "Bryn, I'm still your elder. Isn't this a bit much?"

didn't even look at her. "Frankly, I think I'm being more civilized than you

guide

for your elders," Vivian grumbled, shaking Hannah's hand off and storming out

and

noticed

later, James returned from his phone call, his

could already guess the outcome. "No luck,

a single lawyer's willing to take the case.

Briony frowned, silent.

Stewart had already been a force to be

wasn't a single lawyer in the entire country

figure something out. Don't worry,"

hiring a lawyer to file

Clear my name first, then file for divorce. He cares so much

that. "It's risky-if you go nuclear, you'll hurt yourself as much as him. But if it gets you out, it

over in her mind. Desperate

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