Facade of Love

Chapter 308 No Way He Did It

The hint was clear Emily wanted me to pass a message to Idris.

I pressed my lips together before responding, “Emily, like you said, Idris and I are done. Whatever it is, I don’t really see why I should be the one to reach out to him.”

Silence.

Emily was quick to disagree, shaking her head. “This is different, Yvette. This involves you. I know it’s

uncle’dden, but you’re the one who has to talk to him. Christina’s behind bars, and my

uncle’s not getting any younger. He’s close to retirement. Could you please talk to Iddy? Maybe he could cut us some slack.”

Her words made me furrow my brows in confusion. “What’s Idris got to do with any of this?” She hesitated, then let out a sigh. “Someone’s accused my uncle of taking bribes, and the big shots are sniffing around now.”

eyebrow. “That’s not something Idris can fix, right? If he’s clean, then the investigation won’t dig up dirt, and if anything, it’ll prove he’s in the clear, right?”

totally had it coming with the investigation–his shady dealings are to blame. But he’s been put on leave now, and for someone his age, having kids behind bars is a massive hit. He’s on the verge of losing his job, he’s getting threats, and he can’t live in peace. Yvette, my uncle definitely deserves some

lost by the

sternly. “The day after my uncle got suspended, our house burst into flames. We wouldn’t have made it out alive if our neighbors had not spotted it. Everyone initially thought it was just a freak accident, but then we found out someone had messed with Liam’s car brakes, Luckily, he noticed in time when

shade paler. “Yvette, the day the whole mess with Noah went viral, it was my uncle who spilled the beans to the press about you being

I know anyone would be angry, but he

heard

on. “But how can you be so sure it was Idris? Are you positive your uncle hasn’t made any other enemies and never crossed anyone else?” She bit her lip, her face clouded with annoyance at having to explain

string of bad luck was hard to hide, but deep down,

I won’t pretend

him well enough.

problems isn’t his style You’re just guessing You haven’t actually caught him in the

wavered, “If it isn’t him,

to figure out that. Who