Chapter 42
Actually, Wendy had suspected from the moment she arrived at the family estate that Jessica was the one who sent the photo.
Earlier, in the hospital room, she had gently prodded Jessica, coaxing the latter to admit the truth to Stanley. Wendy wanted to
hear Jessica confess it in her own words.
Stanley hung up the phone and looked up at Wendy.
Her gaze was cool as she let a mocking smile curve her red lips. “Stanley, I’m afraid you’re going to be disappointed. I didn’t send
the photo–Jessica did.”
Stanley furrowed his brow, his handsome features tense, but he didn’t say a word.
Wendy turned and started to leave. Just as she was about to pass him, Stanley reached out and grabbed her slender arm.
Reacting instinctively, Wendy wrenched her arm away, not wanting any physical contact with him.
“After you left, Grandma got so upset that she fainted. In her sleep, she kept calling your name. Maybe you should go check on
her when you have the time,” she spat
With that, Wendy walked out.
Just then, Zayn approached quietly. “Mr. Hawk, it seems Mrs. Hawk has misunderstood you. You didn’t just take Jessica’s side, did you? You were standing right outside the door, so even if Mrs. Hawk didn’t call you, you still heard everything, didn’t you?”
A man like Stanley, sharp and perceptive, would never simply believe one side of the story. He had remained calm and silent, deliberately stepping away from the room earlier to give Wendy and Jessica privacy. In truth, he had been standing just outside, observing, trying to figure out who was lying.
What he hadn’t expected was that Wendy had caught on, too. The way she’d subtly guided Jessica into revealing the truth was
impressive.
While Jessica thought she was teaching Wendy a lesson, she had been outplayed.
anger, and she had no idea yet. In fact, she was still basking in her own self–satisfaction.
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