Cold husband burning regret

“Alright, I’ll send you the address. Just come find me when you get here.”

Vera paused, as if something had just occurred to her. “Oh, right. Didn’t you ask me to help you gather evidence against Director Winthrop? I managed to get my hands on a video–one that shows Director Winthrop pushing her own son off the balcony and framing your parents for it.”

Charlotte froze. “How did you get that?”

After the incident, none of the café staff had any idea what happened upstairs, and there were no security cameras on that floor. The truth about how Hans fell was entirely dictated by whatever Tricia claimed. Charlotte knew she had nothing concrete to pin on Tricia. Even if she went to the police, the lack of evidence would mean no charges, and Evander would always shield her anyway. So she’d kept quiet.

Before leaving Riverspire City, she’d reached out to Vera. She knew Vera needed this job, which is why she’d invited her to move to Riverspire City in the first place. Before she left, Charlotte had quietly asked Vera to help gather evidence of Tricia’s crimes.

Charlotte had seen Vera’s resume while in the hospital. Before studying nursing, Vera had majored in computer programming. That time during Mrs. Rivers’s surgery, when Tricia had nearly blown everything by tampering with the medication, it was Vera who had saved the day by switching the drugs. The pharmacy kept a strict log for all anesthetics used in surgery, and the records were computerized. Tricia had only managed to tamper with the drugs because she’d relied on Vera’s ability to alter the digital inventory, but what she didn’t know was that Vera’s conscience wouldn’t let her go through with it–she’d changed the records back, exposing Tricia in the end.

Charlotte had genuinely wanted Vera to join the team at Riverspire

Medical Center. But she’d needed her help, too.

Vera explained, “A resident nearby happened to film the whole thing. They

uploaded the video online, but it never really got any attention–I just

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by chance. If you

lips together, her voice rough.

sent the video to her

child and dragged him to the edge. Rachel tried to intervene, but in the next moment, the boy was pushed off. Tricia hadn’t even

twisted. She didn’t

“What’s wrong?”

had appeared at her

quickly turned away, wiping at tears. “It’s nothing. My eyes are just a

press. He stopped in front of her. “I have some eyedrops. Do

and looked

You

a laugh, unable to keep up the act. “Professor

heads out from the office, both wearing

and glanced their way. “Something

tossed the question to Gentry and ducked back into the