No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 749

Shirley stared at Fanny, trying to gauge the truth in her words.

"If you really want to see him, I can help you," Fanny said with a chuckle, shaking her head. "Actually, it's not me who can help, it's Felicia."

From the moment Shirley laid eyes on Fanny, she knew Felicia had sent her. Thinking of Felicia's predicament, Shirley let out a scornful laugh, "She's in deep trouble now, like a sinking ship with no lifeboat in sight." "Speaking of sinking ships, Felicia should be thanking Ms. Hudson for her cozy cell," Fanny hinted.

Shirley averted her gaze, "What's that got to do with me?"

Not one to beat around the bush, Fanny went straight to the point. "Ms. Travis, let's cut the act. Your daughter, Nancy, she was taken away on your orders, wasn't she?"

Shirley panicked, then angrily slapped the couch. "What nonsense are you spouting? Why would I kidnap my own daughter, I..."

"You thought you could use your daughter to get Terence back," Fanny interrupted.

Shirley's mouth twitched, and she turned her face away, denying, "I did not."

"There's no need to be scared. I won't tell Lord Clark," Fanny assured her.

"What's the point of all this then?" Shirley demanded.

Fanny sighed, "Let's be clear, Ms. Travis. Felicia sent me. She's in a tight spot and wants out."

"And she thinks coming to me will get her out? Why should I help her?" Shirley scoffed.

help Felicia,

everything was out in the open, Shirley was silent, scrutinizing

perplexing, leaving Fanny unsure of the

who could help her. Why come to me?" Shirley finally

doesn't want

suffer.

wayne's offering you a

way to reunite with your

Shirley's face showed

embarrassment; using Nancy was

intention,

Nancy missing and Lord Clark showing no

really help

Ms. Travis?"

couldn't do it with all

suspected Terence was at Sapphire Lounge and had spent a fortune trying to

always more ways

to skin a cat, Ms.

vel

others can't. Besides..." Fanny paused, "Felicia has her own connections inside,

Shirley's eyes narrowed, "Phipps?"