The Wrong Mother to Threaten

asked.

Emily swallowed.

“Ethan grabbed me.”

Silence.

Ethan laughed nervously.

“Oh, come on.”

“He grabbed me during an argument.”

“That’s not true.”

“He pushed me into a wall.”

“You’re lying.”

“He locked me in the guest house.”

Margaret suddenly stepped forward.

“That’s enough.”

Victoria finally stood.

Slowly.

Deliberately.

The room seemed smaller.

“I wasn’t speaking to you.”

Margaret froze.

For the first time all evening, the wealthy matriarch looked uncertain.

Victoria turned back to Emily.

“Did anyone witness any of this?”

Emily nodded.

“The house staff.”

Brandon laughed.

“Our employees