“Could it have been Daniella?” Stephen asked, feeling an even deeper disgust toward her.
He wondered, ‘She caused all this and still doesn’t have the courage to admit what she did?‘
Ralph shook his head, replying, “I’m not sure. That’s why I came to you. Was there any other way to check? Like did you guys ever meet the victim’s family or anything back then?”
Stephen scratched his head. “My parents handled all of that. How would I know…”
Ralph sighed, “Then we’ll have to start by pulling the surveillance footage from back then.” After speaking, he gave Stephen a firm pat on the shoulder. “If you remember anything, let me know, okay?”
Stephen muttered, “Got it. You go ahead and check.”
He couldn’t remember much from that time, just that Daniella had come running home in tears, and claiming she had hit someone with her car.
She was completely hysterical. And Stephen, stupidly blinded by their sights on Abigail.
That thought alone made Stephen slap himself across the face.
ve, begged their parents to help her cover it up. in the end, the whole family turned
He pondered, ‘Ralph keeps saying he doesn’t look down on Abby, but what are those words if not condescending? There’s no point trying to defend it… The truth stings for a reason.‘
Back in his car, weighed down by frustration, Stephen took a deep breath and called Abigail again. He hadn’t expected her to actually pick up.
Abigail answered sharply, “What do you want? I’m busy-”
Stephen cut her off, sounding utterly defeated. “Abby.”
His voice was full of guilt as he continued, “I’m sorry… I didn’t r to you. But I really do think about you… I’m really, truly sorry.”
mean to bother you. And I know if I say I’m worried about you, it will just sound ridiculous
Stephen mused, ‘I wronged the girl she used to be. If it weren’t for what we Ralph treating her like she’s beneath him.‘
did, her life would’ve been so much better. She wouldn’t have to put up with
Abigail coldly retorted, “And why should I care that you’re thinking about me? Spare me the fake sympathy, okay? Call me again and I’ll block your number.” With that, she hung up immediately.
Stephen let out a long, bitter sigh.
Over at Silverdale, Abigail frowned and slipped her phone back into her purse. She turned to James and said, “I’ll talk to him when I get back.”
James grinned. “No need. I already gave him a piece of my mind, and you weren’t exactly polite just now. That alone probably ma me.”
Abigail’s meeting with the engineers had gone smoothly. They said her ideas were doable, but she had to be involved in the process.
squirm. Trust
Warren beamed at her, “Now that work is out of the way, let’s go eat at St. Montclair Palace. James and I have tried it before. The food is genuinely great.”
Abigail couldn’t help but ask, “Can we even get into a place like that?”
James jumped in right away. “Of course! As long as you’ve got the money, you’re good.”
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“Exactly,” Sebastian replied. “St. Montclair Palace too. They just close earlier than most places, so we
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