Everett's stance was as firm as the ancient oak that towered in the family's sprawling estate; when it came to justice, evidence was king, and he wouldn't lift a finger to tip the scales. Nor would he allow anyone else to tamper with the fairness he had promised to Dorothy.

He remembered her plea - all she wanted was fairness, to clear her mother's name, and to see the guilty face their comeuppance. It was a fair ask, nothing more. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

So, Everett handed over the most elusive evidence and key witnesses to Dorothy, doing his utmost to ensure she had a fighting chance. Beyond that, he refused to dwell on the messy tangles of what-ifs.

the composure he was known for. He staggered back, his voice barely above a whisper, "Your mother... she couldn't have..." "Heather and Dorothy's mom had bad blood for ages. If she was going to act, she wouldn't have waited this long." Silence hung heavy

that it wasn't my

perfect that would

word, that is, to change their last names." "Everett, you can't just ignore what's

be the death of her!" "She should've thought about that before she laid a hand on Dorothy's mother, instead of leaving the problem at my doorstep." Jonathan's face darkened. "Are you really going to turn your back on your mother for Dorothy?" "If she can prove her innocence with evidence, that's what I want to see." More than Jonathan, more than anyone else wanted to

But he refrained, foreseeing the excuses they'd muster - denial, evasion. It was all

folly, you can't just do nothing, right?" "I wasn't there to stop my mother from harming

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