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“Take ast look and let me know if there’s anything else to toss. I’ll handle whatever’s left.”
Patricia nced around. “No, that’s it. Take these to the car.”
The rest would be dealt with by someone else.
Marian and Jackson the boxes outside. When they came <b>back </b>in, Kelly was standing in the
middle of the room, ring at Patricia like she wanted to set her on fire.
Her eyes were pure venom.
“Was it you?”
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Patricia had always been careful, and she knew exactly what the Newtons were capable of. She wasn’t about to step into their trap. “What are you talking about?”
“Don’t y dumb. Was it you who had him stripped and dumped outside Newton Enterprises?”
“Mrs. Newton, you really shouldn’t use people without evidence.” Patricia’s voice was calm, almost bored, but her gaze was sharp.
“Evidence? The things you said to Howard are enough.”
“And what exactly did I say to Howard?”
They kept going back and forth, neither one getting to the point. Patricia didn’t mind. She almost seemed to enjoy dragging it out.
Outside, the sun was setting, golden light spilling through the living room windows like it was making
onest stand.
“What’s wrong? Afraid I’m recording this?” Kelly shot back, herugh cold. “Patricia, do you think I’m as sly and scheming as you?”
Patricia let out a shortugh. “Are you saying you’re sweet and innocent, Mrs. Newton? Kind and pure?”
“Should I remind you, one by one, of every single thing you’ve ever said or done? All the times you called me a
cripple, all the ways you insulted the man who saved your son’s life? If the media ever got hold of half the things you’ve said, they’d have a field day tearing you apart.”
“And even if it was me, so what? Think of it as karma for your family.”
“Patricia, my son wanting you, even trying to force himself on you, was a blessing for you. You should be grateful.”
For a second, Patricia was stunned. She honestly didn’t think anyone could be this shameless.
The Newtons really were in a league of their own.
“I’ve always wondered–Howard’s so smart, such good genes. How did he end up with a son like Theo? Now I get it. You’re the weak link, Mrs. Newton.”
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Kelly trembled with rage, her hand flying up to p Patricia. “You <b>Insolent </b>little-
Before she couldnd a blow, Marian stepped in and pinned her arm behind her back, pressing her face onto the coffee table.
No matter how much Kelly struggled, she couldn’t move an inch.
“Don’t bother, Mrs. Newton,” Marian said, calm as ever. “I do heavy lifting for a living. If there’s one thing I’ve got plenty of, it’s strength.”
Patricia’s lips curled into a smile as she nced at Jackson. He walked over to the front hall, opened a drawer, and pulled out a thick envelope.
Mrs.
Patricia took it, opening the p slowly, her tone casual, almost chatty. “<b>Aren’t </b>you curious, Newton? About that night you had me dragged to that sleazy motel? Don’t you want to know how I got away?”
She slid a photo out and ced it on the table, right in front of Kelly’s face.
There it was: Kelly,pletely naked.
Next to her, just as bare, <b>was </b>a man, his arm draped over her waist.
Patricia leaned down, pretending to examine the picture. “Hmm, can’t really see your faces in this one. Let’s try another.”
She pulled out a second photo, this one with both of their faces perfectly clear, and set it down.
The color drained from Kelly’s face as she stared at the damning evidence, veins standing out on her forehead.
She thrashed, desperate to get free.
Jackson saw Marian struggling to hold her and calmly pressed his foot into Kelly’s back.
“Patricia, I’ll kill you!”
Kelly was screaming, wild and raw, like an animal at the end of its rope.
Patricia didn’t even flinch. Her voice was soft, almost sympathetic. “You recognize him, don’t you? You should. After all, you picked him out yourself.”