Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

After the altercation, Beverley just sat there, feeling like she was about to explode. Her husband had just given her a piece of his mind, and now her son was piling on. It felt like too much. "You guys, really? It's all landing on me now? Who do you think I'm doing all this for? You don't get it, any of it!"

"Fine, leave then-everyone just leave never come back-"

"My husband, he yells at me; my son, he's ungrateful; my grandkids, don't even get me started. Did I walk under a ladder in a past life or something? Why me?!" Having vented, Beverley collapsed onto the couch, drained.

But there was still the matter at hand to deal with.

She took a deep breath and asked the butler to find Maisie's contact information.

Soon enough, she had a phone number.

Beverley took another deep breath and dialed...

"Yeah? Who's this?" Maisie was already on edge, having sent out all those messages without a peep of response.

"Mrs. Lee, hello, this is Beverley."

Maisie's mood instantly shifted at the sound of Beverley's voice, her irritation and anxiety melting away.

"Oh-" Maisie's tone was suddenly aloof, "What can I do for you?"

Thinking there was no response to her messages? And yet, here was Beverley, calling her up.

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Beverley cut to the

what? Is there something

You stirred up all this trouble for

just trying to get some justice for my daughter. How did it become about money in your eyes?" "Spare

teeth, "I'd watch how you talk to me if I were you.

the nonsense, how

just get

a beggar. My family donates to charity every year,

make a difference."

Beggar? Charity?

absurdity. Initially, she did plan to name her price, but Beverley's

decided

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the

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to make Beverley squirm first, to get

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recalling Naylor's warning, she took a

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