athing hard, as the other parents who had gathered in the hallway s

er? Attacking Mrs.

ster's mistress. He must

thing must be worth millions. She

ylin 'Mr. Gould's son'. Now they were calling Austyn her husband. The lies were so thick, so complet

ut a stolen doll or a necklace. This was a calcul

inging Evalena

wn, down on her luck with a young son. Austyn had begg

mily, that I had agreed without a second thought. I ha

hose late nights at the office.

married into my family's wealth, and his conniving cousin to usurp my position. The

foundation generously funded, thought I was a nobody. T

the floor, clutching the broken clas

led, my voice raw. "She's my h

ger at me. "You liar! How dare you! After everything I've done for you, letting you stay in our guesthouse,

ectly. The tears, the righteous anger, the t

her lies. She had twisted everything, turning my k

mple thief. She was a predator who had been studying her

ing with a fury that eclipsed everyt