Chapter 246
Chapter 246
Claude was on the brink of the final curtain and she just wanted to be there for him. It wasn’t about the money, it was precious, dwindling time.
“Its me.”
Selina sauntered in, the very picture of chic in her tweed Chanel–inspired suit, a basket of freshly cut fruit in hand, her smile as bright as
the summer sun.
“You know, it’s not wise to leave a patient alone. Things can happen, Gwendolyn remarked with an icy edge to her voice Unfazed and without a hint of remorse, Selina quipped, “Oh, terribly sorry for interrupting your cozy slumber with Howned” Gwendolyn was no fool, and she knew the hostility when she faced it, inescapable as the dawn. “A midnight call can indeed be a mood
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But Selina’s jealousy was thinly veiled behind her persistent grin, “Gwendolyn, the things you and he are up to, I’ve been there, done that We were all young and passionate once.”
“To be quite frank, on my recent trip to the Capital with him, we shared a room. A man like him has needs.”
She tilted her chin up proudly, boasting, “He loves to kiss my neck, and adores the suppleness of a ballet dancer’s body, like mine. And his lower back, he’s got this little red mole
Gwendolyn’s heart skipped a beat.
Howard’s red mole was tucked away in such an intimate crevice, it was a secret shared in whispers between the shents.
“You have proof?” Gwendolyn asked, refusing to be swayed by mere words.
With a smug
ug lift of her phone, Selina said, “Of course, I’ll send it to y
you!
The video that buzzed onto Gwendolyn’s phone was blurry and shaky. But there he was, Howard, roaming in a bathrobe.
It was a fancy hotel suite
Selina declared, her certainty unshaken, “Howard and I, we’re inevitable. It hurt less if you let go sooner rather than later” Gwendolyn held her gaze, then, amidst Selina’s confusion, made a call to Valor
“Mr. Peterson, I need a favor. Could you check Selina’s flights to the Capital for me and the hotels she’s stayed at?”
Selina’s face paled slightly. “The Hamilton family has private jets, sweetheart. Your little flight check won’t do much
Gwendolyn replied, “Mr. Chadwick prefers first class on commercial flights to the hassle of private charters. He told me all flight plans need to be filed, even for private jets.”
“You…
The best–laid plans of mice and men.
Selina didn’t think Gwendolyn could actually understand this.
Selina hadn’t set foot in the Capital recently, and her lie was as fragile as a house of cards.
Watching Selina squirm, Gwendolyn knew she’d caught her in a web of deceit.
“Maybe you should concentrate on looking after your uncle, Ms. Hamilton, instead of getting distracted by these sideshows,” Gwendolyn suggested, suspecting that Selina might have had a hand in tonight’s complications.
But Gwendolyn wasn’t one to assume the worst in people. Claude was, after all, Selinas family.
With that, she walked towards the nurses‘ station, leaving Selina fuming in her wake.
“A country girl, thinking she’s some big shot? Someone’s bound to knock her down a peg or two sooner or later.” she cursed.
In the nurses‘ station.
Gwendolyn watched the video over and over, wondering who in Howard’s circle could betray him like this. They must be thick as thieves with Selina.
And the mention of that red mole gnawed at her insides.
Her good mood was thoroughly poisoned by Selina’s games.
s first time.
She didn’t want to fall into Selina’s trap, but these things mattered to a woman. A husband’s past flings, his first love, his
She had truly fallen for Howard
After much hesitation, Gwendolyn dialed Nathan’s number, hoping for some clarity.
09:49
Meanwhile, Nathan glanced at the caller ID in surprise, then over at Howard, still at his desk working late
“Howard, Gwendolyn’s on the line for me.”