?Chapter 237:


    But Molly only smiled knowingly. “Miss Dunn, don’t sell yourself short. I happened to see Alice sneak out of the pce before. Not long after, rumors about human trafficking in the red-light district started spreading like wildfire.”


    My body tensed, my eyes narrowing into a sharp re.


    She saw that?


    Molly continued at a measured pace, “I found it peculiar, so I decided to keep an eye on you. Then I noticed another interesting coincidence…”


    She locked eyes with me, her gaze unyielding. “The day after you and Alice left the pce, Flynn’s parents went to see the king.”


    My breath caught slightly, though I kept my faceposed. Inside, though, my mind was whirling with possibilities. If I weren’t so well-practiced in keeping my emotions in check, I might have been panicking by now. Molly, sensing my silence, leaned in just a bit closer, her voice soft but cutting. “I’m guessing the rumors about human trafficking in the red-light district and Flynn’s parents going to the king were all orchestrated by you, weren’t they?”


    My wariness deepened. This woman was dangerous, far more dangerous than I had initially thought.


    For a fleeting moment, the idea of silencing her for good crossed my mind.


    If this got out, the consequences would be catastrophic.


    I kept my gaze fixed on her, my expression darkening. Molly had just be a significant threat.


    Makenna’s POV:


    “Miss Dunn, I swear, I have no hidden agenda. All I want is your help in bringing down Kristina more efficiently.” Molly’s voice trembled with a soft, pleading edge.


    I met her gaze with cool detachment. “And how am I supposed to trust your sincerity? If we’re going to work together, what exactly are you bringing to the table?”


    Molly, eager to prove her earnestness, pushed the file across the table. “Take a look at this,” she urged. “It’s full of evidence of her human trafficking operations in the red-light district.”


    Raising an eyebrow, I reluctantly opened the file, my skepticism running deep as I flipped through the pages. The more I read, the more my disbelief grew.


    I shot Molly a hard look. “How did you get your hands on these documents?”


    Molly sighed, her voice tinged with resignation. “Kristina may treat me like dirt, but she’s convinced she has me under her thumb, so she never bothered to hide her activities from me. In fact, she trusted me, which made it all too easy to gather this evidence.”


    I took a deep breath, trying to steady the tremor in my hands. The things I’d just read were enough to make my heart race with both anger and horror.


    “With all this in your possession,” I asked, my tone sharp, “why don’t you take her down yourself? Whye to me?”


    Molly’s smile was sad, almost helpless. “Because I have my family to consider. If I betray the Harrison family, Kristina’s fall won’t save us. In fact, it’ll bring my family down with her.”


    Her words left me silent, acknowledging the bitter truth. I had already severed ties with my family. Here in the pce, I was the one with nothing to lose, the one who could afford to go after Kristina without fear of coteral damage.


    But in the werewolfmunity, loyalty to one’s family ran deep. It made sense that Molly would hesitate.


    Molly’s gaze was steady, her sincerity unmistakable. “But if you’re the one to do it, none of this wille back on me.”


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