Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 385:

“Well, I do know a bit about art. I heard about your passion for paintings and calligraphy, and I feel fortunate that we share this interest. So, Mrs. Martel, I implore you, for my sake, don’t be harsh on Evelyn. I’m confident the blame lies entirely with Kallie. Everyone here can vouch for that.”

Charlee offered a noncommittal smile and said nothing. Tears welled up in Evelyn’s eyes as she looked at Melinda with gratitude, and then her sobbing grew more intense. “Charlee, someone has finally spoken up for me! Why can’t you believe me? Are you scared of Kallie? You say the word, and her auction house will be doomed.”

“Shut up!” Joanna rubbed her temples, visibly irritated. She waved her hand dismissively and commanded, “Take her out of here, now.”

Under her breath, Joanna couldn’t resist another jab, muttering that Evelyn was both foolish and embarrassing.

Once Evelyn was escorted away, the room fell into an immediate hush.

reached over and gently squeezed

both honored and shocked by the gesture, her cheeks coloring with a blush. Having Charlee as an

was a cool undertone in

met many young people eager to win my favor, hoping to gain something in return. I have always made it

and sincerity are more than enough. I approached you, aiming to give the painting back to you. If the painting is genuine, it must cost a great

of her head, she said, “Oh, Mrs. Martel, please don’t think so. My gift to you wasn’t meant to imply anything beyond a gesture of respect. You remind me so much of my own mother. Please, don’t feel obligated. Think of me as someone younger, like a

really asking Charlee to see her as a daughter? More like Melinda wanted to secure a place as Charlee’s goddaughter, flattering

nearby, Charlee’s daughter, Joanna, frowned, and her expression clouded over at

you even consider asking Miss

stiffened before morphing into a

mine for theft, and now this accusation? It seems you’re just envious of the bond I share with Mrs.