Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 222

Chapter 222

I didn’t expect Yvonne to ask me that. Had she spotted Tracy in her own photos? Was she afraid of consequences, but had no one else to confide in, so

she came to me?

My reply was a single, clipped word: [No.]

A beat of silence, then a new message: [Oh… Mom, did you a actually look at all the pictures I sent?]

[Not all,] I texted back.

Silence descended from her end after that.

Yvonne’s questions reeked of fear. Yet, by posing them to me, she unwittingly revealed her alliance with Sally–both diligently sealing cracks, guarding their shared secret as if I were the adversary.

reopening. Overnight, work avalanched. I swiftly hired two seasoned managers to absorb the brunt. Jared, too, occasionally

“Victoria! When might you have a free moment?”

Women navigate intricate layers of calculation, and frankly, our radar

sharpness, casting a skeptical hue over every interaction. Sudden kindness invariably comes with strings attached. Amy knew

way of picking locks. Once Jared

before she smoothed

voices drifted under the door. Tracy’s name hooked my

baby,” one voice murmured. “But my friend heard

chimed in, sympathy laced with gossip. “Gave her all

voice down!” a third voice cut in sharply. “She’s actually

second voice persisted, dropping to a whisper.

voice

emerged from the stall. Tracy miscarried? Unburdened, then she was poised

her eyes whenever Jared’s name arose had betrayed her. Could she truly practice such

pocket, Tracy

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