Mandy noticed Esther’s difficulty leaving and feigned empathy as she asked, “Bradley, I noticed Esther isn’t looking well. Is she sick?”

“She’s pretending,” Bradley replied coldly.

Esther paused on the stairs.

“I noticed last night she appeared unwell. Could she genuinely be sick?” she insisted.

Bradley lightly tapped an egg, cracking the shell instantly. “She’s a good actress.”

Mandy was aware that Esther might overhear and continued. “Bradley, what if she’s truly unwell? What if—”

“No ‘what ifs’,” Bradley cut in coldly. “Don’t be fooled by her tricks. She hopes for sympathy, and it’d be in her best interest if you helped her leave.”

“Bradley, legally, she’s your wife. You’ll

sneered. “Mandy, aren’t you being too

learned to remain silent, needing

Esther stood by Liora’s

pale as a ghost. “Ghost…

Pendleton, Bradley and your daughter

retreated into her room and fetched an unopened lipstick, handing it

makeup? Makeup is a form of etiquette for women! Who do you aim to scare looking so pale?” she

tumbled down the stairs with a loud thud, blood gushing from

and Mandy rushed over upon hearing

her! She fell on her own!”

Esther before Mandy, observing her in a pool of blood. He lightly kicked

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