Chapter 290
My first reaction was a blank stare, followed by laughter.
“Malicious? Really? When they kidnapped me, leaving me bruised from head to toe, I didn’t see them taking a moment to reflect on
their actions.
Just because I had Jarrod give Dorothy a taste of her own medicine, she called me malicious. What a double standard! So, the precious daughter of a millionaire was untouchable, but the average Joe was fair game? Talk about hypocrisy.
“Why the silence? Are you having a guilty conscience? Fine, you started this mess. Don’t blame me for finishing it! Susan was still ranting on the other end of the phone.
The call was connected to the car’s Bluetooth, so Gregory heard every word.
I barely parted my lips to speak when Gregory took the lead. “Susan, that’s a bit unfair to Ms. Webster, I hitched a ride with her and spent the aftemoon at her office. She didn’t meet with any shady folks.”
He neatly detached me from the whole situation with a few well–chosen words.
“Greg?” Susan hesitated, trying to keep her temper in check, “Just because she didn’t meet anyone doesn’t mean she couldn’t have done it. Don’t be fooled by her innocent facade
Gregory frowned. “So, you’ve already decided it was her?”
“In all of River City, she’s the only one with a motive!” Susan was adamant
Gregory chuckled lightly. “How’s that?”
Camed away by her anger, Susan blurted out, “Dorothy kidnapped her just a while ago, made her life miserable, and even pressured Bryant into divorcing her. How could she not hold a grudge?”
“Oh. Gregory nodded slightly, smiling, “Well, if it were indeed her doing, I’d say Dorothy had it coming.”
“Greg!” It took a moment for Susan to realize she’d said too much, angrily retorting, “How can you not support your family? When you moved to River City, your parents asked you to look after Dorothy.”
“Taking a courtesy for the truth?” Gregory’s response was indifferent.
Knowing she couldn’t win the argument. Susan’s frustration grew, turning her anger toward me, “Jane, quit pretending you’re innocent when you’re up to such nasty stuff! Speak up!”
I replied calmly, “What do you want me to say?”
Susan barked, ‘Admit it was you who did this today!”
I glanced at the traffic light. “Even if I say it wasn’t me, you wouldn’t believe me, would you?”
“Of course not! Who else would have a problem with Dorothy?” Susan spat out as if she wished to avenge Dorothy in no time.
I coldly stated. “Then believe what you want to believe”
I’d take it if there were a sliver of a chance to deny it. I didn’t have Dorothy’s kind of background where I could break the law without breaking a sweat. For me, avoiding trouble whenever possible was the best policy.
Susan paused, suspicious, “is it you?”
Gregory played the good cop. “Susan, do you think she knows people bold enough to cross the Myers family?”
“That does make sense!” As a firm believer in the might–makes–right philosophy, Susan found Gregory’s words comforting. In her eyes, someone like me couldn’t stand up to her precious daughter.
She hesitated and warned coldly, “Jane, you better stay in line. If you as much as lay a linger on Dorothy, I’ll make your life a living hell!” With that, she hung up.
Hooked at Gregory, confused, “Why didn’t you just stop Jarrod instead of helping me trick the Myers family?”