Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

240-Maybe She Is The Reason

Maura’s POV:

Ever since I saw that horrifying act by Flynn, I couldn't be at rest.

Pamela told me to keep it to myself and not get involved.

She is closer to the brothers than you are. She can fight Flynn, but you cannot. If he finds out you are the one who got him in trouble, you are gone. As for Beatrice! I'm sure any of the brothers will find out about her being somewhere else. If not, I believe Flynn is taking her back to the mansion to probably tell everyone the truth that she did trick Flynn into saying all those things on his engagement day." Pamela tried to convince me by ribbing my elbow and saying things that made me even more uncomfortable.

Beatrice was not at fault that day. She made him confess his wrongdoings. Besides, I cannot wait for the brothers to find out. Every minute is crucial. I have to inform Zane." I refused to listen to Pamela and sit on this information. I could tell she wasn't a fan of Beatrice, but to be so careless of her safety, I wondered if Pamela even was a good person.

She must have noticed the quizzical stares I was giving her because she instantly held my hand and said, ’It's true that I don't want her to return to our lives because she is taking advantage of my innocent, sick son. No mother would want a girl so malicious near her son," she scoffed, explaining why she was no longer interested in keeping a bond with Beatrice.

I understood her point. Ever since I found out Ubel had kept my mom prisoner, I have hated him more than ever. Now I wouldn't feel bad if I hurt him.

"Also, don't forget, she is very close to Zane. Ever since he started dropping her off, he started neglecting you," Pamela said before walking away to grill food for the customers.

What she said was perhaps right. She was living with her, so she must know more than I do. But how can I be mad at Beatrice if there is indeed something going on between her and Zane?

Zane or

the one who played me. I closed my eyes and grabbed my phone, shaking all the

I cannot sit on

number and anxiously marched around the kitchen. He did not return my calls, as he had done

call. It's about Beatrice. She is in

heart, I knew I would feel rejected when he answered my call after I told him it was about Beatrice. And that's exactly what

he called me himself. I smiled defeatedly before attending

so hard talking to him after that day. What

his voice sounded so concerned,

lot to me. So hearing him care for her

US," I stuttered when recalling the terrible sight

grunted. "How long has it been?"

5 minutes,'■

yelled from the other side, making me shiver and step back to lean against the wall for support. I have

me. That was what he needed to do, I realized. He never

was telling

that she didn't come to console me. I waited there on the ground for 3 minutes when Zane rushed into

striking features had a little gloominess to