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.

hired two seasoned managers to absorb the brunt. Jared,

you have a free moment?” Her tone was

overture stank of manufactured goodwill. Women navigate intricate layers of calculation, and frankly, our radar for

skeptical hue over every interaction. Sudden kindness invariably

way of picking locks. Once Jared was single, he’d be a

A flicker of genuine disappointment crossed her face before she smoothed it into practiced neutrality. “Perhaps another time,” she

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

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

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

down!” a third voice cut in

the second voice persisted, dropping to a whisper. “Jared and

that’s enough!” the first voice snapped, effectively

Tracy miscarried? Unburdened, then she was poised for

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

past aversion was ancient history. Now, with Sally and Yvonne firmly in her pocket, Tracy wielded formidable leverage. Her return

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