Chapter 1337

This is already a criminal offense. If the Sutton family decides to press charges,

he could end up in prison for a long time.

A serious sentence, too.

Winona frowned. "Are you sure it was rape?"

Janelle nodded miserably. "They've got the video! My idiot son... He's really going to be the death of me, I swear..."

Janelle was a mess-angry, worried, and totally at a loss.

She was furious that her son could do something so monstrous.

She was terrified the Suttons would actually take this to court.

She desperately wanted to find a solution, but she just couldn't see a way out.

It was tearing her apart...

Elysia grabbed some tissues and wiped away Janelle's tears. "What are the Suttons saying right now?"

Janelle choked out, "They want the two of them to get married as soon as possible. After what happened-God knows if Beatrix is pregnant-they don't want their daughter branded with a shotgun wedding or, worse, as an unwed mother."

"Richard and I, of course, don't have any objections. We've been hoping Keaton would settle down."

do anything to make it

Beatrix, or if he just

he won't marry her, won't do

made it clear-if he doesn't agree to the

rape charge,

we can think of. He's a grown man,

risk getting beaten to death by his father, than marry

he

the evidence is all there. Denying it is pointless." Winona asked,

dabbing her eyes, then found the file and passed her

was Keaton's best friend, and Elysia was Tarquin's wife-and her daughter Jessamine was close with both families. Winona, in turn, was Elysia's best friend. Janelle

was heavily blurred for privacy, but you could

the hotel room, Beatrix had just finished

wrapped in a towel and robe, hair still damp.

didn't say a word. He just pinned her

she pushed at him. "Keaton, what-what are

above her head, and yanked her robe off, tossing

in alarm, but Keaton smothered her cries

hands roaming over

forced himself on her right there,

while she

and trying to

way from the

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