Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 81:

After Jerome finished speaking, even Kallie was taken aback, her eyes wide with shock.

Her mind raced with questions. How did Jerome know all this? How had he discovered that Stella was behind the arson and slander? Had he been investigating on his own? Or had it been Jerome, not Brent, who had dealt with the rumors online?

Kallie stared at Jerome in disbelief, overwhelmed by the possibilities.

Meanwhile, Stella was terrified. Her face paled, and she gasped, her eyes wide with fear and guilt. She fumbled for words. “Grandpa, who told you this? None of it’s true! I didn’t do any of…”

“Who told me?” Jerome’s anger intensified. “I have evidence! Do you think I’m just an old fool who can’t tell right from wrong? I had it investigated!”

With each word, Stella became more flustered.

“Corey!” Jerome called out to the butler. “Go to my study and bring the file bag from my desk.”

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Corey Munoz, the butler, immediately hurried upstairs.

Stella’s complexion turned ghostly pale. She knew even an apology would be useless now. Knowing Jerome’s temper, she could already see her future crumbling before her. Her only hope was to somehow prove the evidence false.

“Grandpa, if you don’t believe me, ask Kallie!” Stella cried out, trying to shift the focus. “Does she really think I’m capable of such things? She’s slandering me because I’m friends with Sarah!”

caused the other members of the Hayes family to

me?” Stella asked, her voice filled with fake confidence, though inside she

might have gathered evidence but hoped there was still a chance her

her eyes pleading with Jerome, tears streaming down her

by such an act. His sharp gaze turned to Kallie,

attention

Stella was already planning to run to Sarah, confident that Sarah would twist the story to Jake. Then, Jake would

cared about Jake’s reaction. Her resolve was unshakable. She gestured to Jerome that she hadn’t gathered specific evidence herself, but

gestures for the room and then declared firmly, “Kallie is my distinguished guest. I will personally investigate

realized too late that Kallie had ignored her silent threats, leaving

returned with a satchel

here!” Jerome called

drained of color. His body shook as he

for everyone to

one dared mention dinner. Everyone remained

began reading. “The… the fire at the bookstore… The

“Or have you lost your voice from

terrified, raised

documents painted a clear picture. Even those unaware of

hired thugs, had been caught. Their