All too late for his love
Chapter 224
Chapter 224
“Willow, you’ve been framed? Who’s the conniving bitch that did this to you? Tell me, and I’ll make sure she regrets ever being born!!!”
Celeste’s message popped up, loaded with exclamation points, and Willow could practically feel her
friend’s fiery spirit through the screen. She couldn’t help but crack a smile.
“Cece, I’m fine. Once we get that surveillance footage, no one will be able to frame me.”
Since Willow didn’t want to name the culprit, Celeste didn’t press further. But it had been a while since she had the chance to take down a two–faced snake, and her fingers were itching for some old–fashioned
payback.
“Alright, I’ll go get that surveillance footage for you. Willow, don’t worry. We’ll stay in touch. Nobody
crosses Kenny’s woman and walks away unscathed!”
Seeing “Kenny” on her phone screen brought a lump to Willow’s throat. Willow felt a swell of gratitude.
was as heartless and cold–blooded as Skyler. Some,
of Kenan with a deep,
Celeste
cameras on the second floor of that shop were
them fixed. I’m so
think of something
Willow’s spirits sank. Despite being grateful for Celeste’s
without the surveillance footage, clearing her name would be
find another way to prove
Celeste, the
Matthew hurried over.
urgency, instinctively took a step back.
but she lost the
“And what?”
badly damaged. She… she won’t be able to get pregnant
doctor’s collar. “You
visibly shaken, stuttered, “Ms. Foster… won’t be able to
piercing stare. Just when it seemed like the doctor was about to be pummeled, Matthew abruptly
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