Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 29

Audrey’s POV

I didn’t bother answering but studied Laurel’s face, partially hidden behind the bandages. The placement seemed deliberate, strategie VOR – CONTROL | enough to suggest injury while still allowing her to display her delicate, fragile face. A Hollywood star indeed.

*Please…” Laurel’s voice trembled with practiced vulnerability as she pressed one manicured hand to her chest. “If Mrs. Parker says she didn’t do it, then. – let’s not pursue this further. I don’t want to cause any more trouble…”

I almost admired her performance, as her words and every deliberate action were implying that I was the one who slapped her last night.

The security footage will show exactly what happened,” I said, my voice steady despite the burning pain in my stomach. ‘Why don’t we review it?

Elizabeth cleared her throat delicately. “Actually, the surveillance system in the ballroom was turned off during the celebration. Many of New York’s elite attended – they value their privacy highly.”

How convenient, I thought, watching Thalia’s momentary flash of relief.

perhaps a bit too quickly. “Who else would have

a hint of cold amusement. “Do you really think you can freely accuse me just because there’s no security footage to prove what

her face!” Rebecca gestured dramatically toward Laurel. “Anyway. You have

as Blake sighed, his brow furrowing with what looked like concern. “Laurel’s health has always been delicate,” he said, his voice softening in a way it never did for me anymore. “That slap was hard. Just apologize,

played at my lips. “Are you really going to twist the truth just to protect

Rose?”

for his mother and sister to play defenders of Laurel’s honor. His silence now spoke volumes. He knew exactly who

grown too accustomed to his betrayals, because his words didn’t pierce my heart the way they once would have. After years of collecting disappointments, my heart had

walked deliberately toward Laurel, who shrank back against Blake’s chest.

from

now.” I held up my palm for comparison,

burying her face in Blake’s chest. “Blake, darling… she’s being