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?"

"Frankly, I think I'm being more civilized than you

reached out to guide Vivian

for your elders," Vivian grumbled, shaking

sighed and

barely noticed the

James returned from his phone call, his expression

already guess the outcome. "No luck, I

not a single lawyer's willing to take the case. I knew Stewart was influential, but this is on

Briony frowned, silent.

to be reckoned with

in Northborough-he'd become so powerful, there probably wasn't a single lawyer in the entire country

figure something out. Don't worry," James said

though she knew in her heart that hiring a lawyer to file

cares so much about Rosita and Irwin-if the public

much as him. But if it gets

idea over in

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