When Love Breaks by jack novel Chapter 184

Bryant’s mom, grandpa, and his kid were all gone because of them.
“Jane! What kind of nonsense are you spouting?” Margaret stormed over,
shoving me as she fiercely warned, “I could sue you for defamation, you
know?”
Teresa, who seemed less hostile, looked over with confusion. “Ms. Webster,
what do you mean by those two women?”
“What do I mean? You don’t get it?” Under Bryant’s icy glare, I spelled it out
slowly for Teresa. “Years ago, in your quest to marry into the Ferguson family,
you pushed Bryant’s mother, who was pregnant for nine months, down the
stairs. Have you forgotten?”
“Accusations require evidence!” Teresa’s voice rose and fell dramatically,
obviously furious at my allegations.
As Timothy said, Teresa thought destroying the surveillance footage meant
leaving no trace.
Reminded by Teresa’s words, Margaret also focused on the point. “Yeah,
Jane, you can’t just convict someone without proof.”
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“Evidence, you say,” I called Kevin, asking him to bring over the document I
had prepared for Bryant.
He was quick, arriving soon after with the documents, and I promptly pulled
out the fingerprint analysis report, handing it to Bryant. “Take a look. It ties
Margaret to your grandpa’s death.”
Margaret tensed up, about to snatch the report, but Teresa stopped her with a
look.
The old were indeed wiser. If she didn’t grab the report, she could deny stuff,
but taking it would look like she’s guilty.
As Bryant examined the report, his gaze sharpened horrifyingly at the sight of
the fingerprint match. “Why are your fingerprints on Grandpa’s medication?”
“My… my fingerprints…” Margaret looked confused, though tightly clenching
her hands behind her.
Teresa softly suggested, “Margaret, think about it. Maybe you were trying to
medicate Timothy right before he fainted?”
“That’s right…” Margaret’s eyes brightened as she seemingly remembered,
turning to Bryant with guilt. “That day, Timothy had an attack, and I was in
such a hurry to give him his medicine. I couldn’t find it for the longest time,
and when I did, he had passed out. That must be why my prints were on the
pill.”
I was appalled at her ability to fabricate stories. “When I visited you in the
hospital that day, you told me you didn’t know where Timothy’s medicine was!
Your story doesn’t add up.”
Only those with something to hide resorted to lies.
“When did I say that, Jane? What have I done to you? Now, to kick me out of
the country, you’re fabricating all sorts of lies!” Margaret looked helplessly at
Bryant. “Bry, I didn’t do it. You know me. I feel terrible even stepping on an
ant. How could I possibly harm Timothy?”
…
I felt sick and looked at Bryant, asking, “You buying her story?”
At this point, what Margaret said didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered
was who Bryant believed.
Bryant looked at me, his gaze deep and absorbing. “Is it true what you said
about Teresa pushing my mother?”
Feigning outrage, Teresa demanded, “Ms. Webster, I’ve always treated Bry as
my own. If you’re going to drive a wedge between us, you better have proof!”
I smirked. “You sure you want it?”
“Absolutely!” Teresa didn’t seem afraid in the slightest.
I pulled out my phone, dialing the Ferguson Mansion. A servant answered. “Is
Gary home?”
“Mrs. Ferguson, Gary left half an hour ago and hasn’t returned,” the servant
replied.
“Okay, I’ll call his cell then.”
Teresa smiled smugly. “Ms. Webster, I’ve been part of the Ferguson family for
years, raising Bry. Without evidence, I doubt Bry would just let this go.”
“I think she’s just bluffing!” Margaret said confidently, unaware of her mother’s
deeds or for some other reason.
I didn’t bother explaining, just waiting for Gary to pick up his phone. But the
call went unanswered, the ringtone playing through without a response.
“Okay.” Relieved, the call connected almost immediately this time. “Mr.
Ferguson.”
“Gary, it’s me,” I said.
“Mrs. Ferguson? Did you get the fingerprint report?” Gary asked respectfully.
“I did.” I cut straight to the chase. “Gary, Teresa’s awake, and I’m in her
hospital room now. I need you to testify about something Timothy told me
when you were there.”
Gary hesitated before asking, “What’s it about?”