“Who told you that? Was it Hannah?”
“It doesn’t matter how I know. What matters is that I also know you went to see Samuel this morning.”
Sandra, who had been sitting tensely and silently ever since Quennel arrived, could no longer contain herself.
She turned to Lionel, her voice a sharp whisper. “You went to see Samuel? What for? He’s on Hannah’s side! Don’t tell me you tried to bribe him with money or resources to be your informant and report all of Hannah’s activities to you.”
If she had known that was his plan this morning, she would have stopped him.
“Can’t you use your brain before you act?” Sandra’s voice grew louder with agitation, ending in a shout.
“How I do things is none of your business! Who are you to speak? And who allowed you downstairs? Get back to your room!”
“I asked your staff to bring her down,” Quennel interjected smoothly. “After all, I’m here to help you deal with her. You claim you want to reconcile with Hannah, yet you have your mistress living in your house. Do you really think that’s okay? You’re only this brazen because Hannah isn’t here to see it!”
“Or perhaps you’re worried Sandra will be kidnapped again, so you’re keeping her close to ‘protect’ her. So she can keep manufacturing false evidence for you?”
Quennel had been stunned when he first heard that Lionel was not only keeping Sandra around but letting her live in his house. He’d thought his informant had made a mistake.
Coming here today confirmed it was true.

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