Chapter 186

She had stumbled upon a heart wrenching story online once a case where a father, unwilling to spend time and energy on his son who suffered from bipolar disorder, had cold–heartedly chained the boy like a dog and locked him away in a cage.

When the story broke, the poor kid was found curled up in a corner of the cage, filthy and cold to the touch, breathless.

And just recently, a man from Fest City, eager to start over with his new flame, had mercilessly pushed his young son and daughter down the stairs, resulting in their tragic deaths.

Some people are supposed to be parents.

Others, it seems, are devils incomate.

She didn’t really know Tarin. Given that he might be the man who bullied her years ago, she felt animosity towards him.

He might not be a good guy, but there was no doubt in her mind that he was a good father.

The way he looked out for Elijah made that clear,

Elysia approached her snow–covered scooter, hesitated for a second, then wrapped the scarf he’d given her around her neck and left the neighborhood.

was soft, a cozy bamier against the winter

of her sneaking a peek

was just stiming up trouble, and accused

the photo, her

could pass for forty. She was the epitome of a trophy wife, bom

second wife, the other woman who had successfully climbed her way to the top.

year as Donovan’s mistress, his first wife passed

she mamed Donovan and gave birth to Nola, Donovan’s son

wasn’t something you could sum

in one sentence: she was ruthless and

high–society ladies‘ gathering when Nola got into trouble, and she rushed back only after a furious call from Donovan, demanding

you, the way she looks at Tarquin?

to make a call when Alleen snatched her

the face of trouble. Don’t act on impulse. Do you even know

Nola was livid.

need to investigate? It’s obvious

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