Carter spectated from the side as if he was watching a movie; the only thing missing was a box of popcorn.
Ariana stepped forward in distress, wanting to see how Juniper was doing, but she was pushed away by Juniper.
"What right do you have in teaching me a lesson?! What makes you think you’re better than me?" Juniper laughed hysterically. "You’ll never know just how much you and Rickard missed throughout all those years. You’ll also never get to know how many misunderstandings took place between the two of you. I’ll carry these secrets to my grave. I’ll never tell you anything!"
Hesper frowned, but before Juniper could say anything else, Carter, who was standing by and watching the play, finally stepped forward and covered her chattering mouth. "Alright, today’s farce should end here."
Carter smiled, but there was not even a hint of hilarity in his eyes. "I must admit, Ms. Lane, that you’re a very smart woman. I seem to have underestimated you."
Those few slaps not only hurt Juniper physically, but him too. She was his wife in name after all. Since Hesper had the guts to slap her in front of him, that meant that she couldn't care less about Carter’s identity.
The least she could do was worry slightly that she would have to answer to Carter when she thought about hitting his wife.
"Thank you for the praise."
Hesper had never taken Carter seriously, but now it seemed that Carter was not as useless as the rumors said.
Thinking of Jean who had appeared where she was living now, Hesper’s gaze dimmed.
"Oh right. Mr. Wilson, I’d appreciate it if you didn't treat me like a fool anymore. It’s pointless for you to plant someone by my side in order to spy on me."
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