Upon hearing this, Joanne White frantically covered Lucy White’s mouth. "Stop talking! What if someone hears you?"
Even though the presidential suite had two floors and they were on the first while the Simmons family was staying on the second, Joanne White was still worried the walls had ears.
Lucy White pried Joanne White’s hand away and said in a hushed voice, "So now you’re scared? Why weren’t you scared when you went to Mr. Simmons’s room earlier? Don’t you know Mrs. Simmons could be back any minute? What on earth is wrong with you?!"
Just moments before, Lucy White had seen Joanne White furtively sneak into Bernard Simmons’s room, all by herself.
’A mistress and her patron’s father, alone in a room together... it’s just too bizarre! Especially with Joanne’s expression back then. She looked so guilty, there’s no way it was for anything innocent!’
Lucy White was terrified that Joanne White, in a moment of foolishness, might do something irreversible.
Joanne White sighed. She pulled Lucy White by the hand to sit on the edge of the bed and whispered, "It’s really not what you think!"
Joanne White then told Lucy White the whole story.
"I got a call at noon... The woman on the other end said she knew a lot about me."
"She said she knew about my past with Austin Hale... She also knew that I used to hit on a lot of married men, and that I once drove one of their wives to miscarry from rage... And she knew I’d slandered people and liked to instigate online pile-ons..."
"She told me to keep it from the rest of the Simmons family and secretly pass a message to Zane Simmons’s father..."
"She said if I didn’t cooperate, she would expose everything I’ve done. She’d make sure everyone in our social circle knew my story, and I would never be able to marry Zane Simmons."
Lucy White’s frown deepened as she listened. She quickly asked, "So, you did what she said?"
Joanne White bit her lower lip and nodded slightly. "I didn’t have a choice..." she said softly. "If she exposed all that, my chances would be completely ruined..."
’The Simmons family might accept a daughter-in-law from a humble background, but they would never accept one who was also vicious and had a sordid past!’
Lucy White fell silent for a moment before asking, "What was the message she had you deliver to Mr. Simmons?"
Joanne White thought for a moment before answering, "She wanted me to tell Mr. Simmons that she knows Elaine Hughes, the youngest daughter of the Hughes family of scholars, was the one who got away when he was young, and that she could help set them up. In return, once it was done, Mr. Simmons would have to get her a place in The Metropolis Residences and arrange for some food and supplies for the winter."
Hearing this, Lucy White felt her vision go black.
She clutched Joanne White’s hand desperately. "Sis! How could you be so foolish!"
Lucy was starting to wonder if the old saying about "pregnancy brain" lasting for years was true, for Joanne to actually agree to something like this!
"Aren’t you basically pimping for Mr. Simmons?! What kind of father would let a woman who acts as his pimp become his daughter-in-law? How could you agree to do something like that?!"
"Besides, if Mrs. Simmons ever found out, have you even thought about the consequences?! Why would she ever allow a woman who pimps for her husband to marry her son?!"
’And if Zane Simmons found out... The consequences would be unimaginable!’
As Joanne White listened to her sister, her right eyelid twitched violently.
But she suppressed the intense unease in her heart and tried to console herself. "What do you know? Mr. Simmons has always been a playboy. I was just helping him out; he won’t get worked up over something like this... Besides, when I told him about it, he seemed very happy. He even kept praising me for being so understanding."
The thought of Paige Walsh made Joanne White shudder inwardly, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "Mrs. Simmons... Mr. Simmons won’t let her find out! Besides... he and Mrs. Simmons don’t get along anyway... It’ll probably be fine..."
’Joanne felt that Bernard Simmons was pretty open-minded. He wouldn’t care about this sort of thing.’
’Besides, from her secret observations over the past few days, Joanne could tell there was absolutely no affection between Bernard Simmons and his wife. Their relationship could best be described as being sick of the sight of each other.’
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