g in her head from that strange encounter at the traffic light. Whatever it was, sh

cks. Brett and Stacey were sitting there, and the cheer on t

sharp with fury. "Caylee, wha

utler stepped in. "This young woman is the h

rill with outrage. "Caylee, you expect us to believe you're Zephyr? This is a scam! W

it now. We're divorced. Stop hanging onto me. And let me be crystal clear

olled her eyes, walked over, and dropped onto

ing to ruin Brett's deal just for revenge? How could you be this cruel? He looked after you for three whole years and gave you everyt

. He snatched Caylee's wrist, barking, "Answ

e you no explanations. But if you keep pushing me, I'll

igher. He snatched her wrist again and dragged her toward th

king against his hold, but

rd the doorway, a tall man blocked the entrance, and then, a deep, commanding

ned heavy, and he quickly released C

he weight of authority clinging to him. After all, as head

t compared to the Walsh family, who had ruled at the top fo

rett had no choice but

a glance. His eyes went directly

misunderstanding, Mr. Walsh. She's my ex-wife. She followed me here and started causi

. Griffiths. Miss Jenkins is my guest today. The person who needs to leave i