Chapter 59



The tension in the room was palpable as Herschel and Jacqueline processed my words. It was no surprise, yet the air was thick with unease.

"Sweetie, we've heard the whole story, and it's not on you. That rascal Conrad is to blame. I already gave him an earful and told him to come home and apologize to you." Before I could even speak, Jacqueline had launched into a tirade against Conrad.

Her actions, though, seemed to be a plea for me not to voice the uncomfortable truth they dreaded to hear.

Ever the more rational, Herschel cut Jacqueline off, "Let's hear what Felicia has to say."

Jacqueline's grip on my hand tightened, her eyes imploring me to reconsider, mirroring her earlier words.

I lowered my gaze, attempting to shield myself from their influence, "Herschel, Jacqueline, sorry, but Conrad and I, we've broken up."

fell into a heavy silence, broken only by the tightening grip of Jacqueline's hand

was deep and

to stop their objections, or the conversation would circle endlessly. Telling them Conrad and I weren't suitable for

honest. "It's because of Haley. Conrad's attention to her was excessive, far

what's going on?" Herschel's expression darkened. "Felicia, we're not fully aware of what he did outside. Tell us, and we will take care of

ears, yet they hadn't inquired

as I did, ignorance

be

but Herschel

ground

relinquished operational contro to Conrad, many decisions still required his approval. He was the true puppet master, informed of every

the company, impossible for Herschel to miss. He was playing dumb,

all out. "Conrad gave Haley access to

her buy his favorite bed linens. Worst of

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