Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 531:

Elaine stormed over, yanking the curtain aside and glaring at Kallie. “What’s your problem? Did Saniya do something to upset you?”

Kallie remained calm, pulling her frightened daughter close. Her eyes met Elaine’s, steady and unwavering. The air between them grew thick with tension, and Elaine, despite her initial aggression, instinctively took a step back.

Kallie smiled softly, her voice calm but firm. “I think that’s a question for Miss Mason. How exactly did my daughter and I offend her that she feels the need to make us her target?”

“You…” Elaine’s anger flared, but before she could get a full sentence out, Kallie cut her off. “Miss Webster, I’ve noticed that you’re someone who values fairness. You wouldn’t be so protective of Saniya if you didn’t believe she needed defending.”

Elaine, caught off guard by the sudden praise, hesitated. Kallie’s words were disarming, and despite herself, Elaine couldn’t muster a reply. She opened her mouth as if to speak, but after a long pause, she simply closed it, unsure how to proceed.

measured, “I’m just an ordinary woman. Miss Mason, on the other hand, is a public figure. The curtain? It was to protect her privacy and not to cause trouble. I brought it up in front of the director and the camera, and no one objected, not even Saniya. So why now, after all

her. The only reason I was late today is that I’m not in the group chat. I didn’t bring

without another word, she pulled out her phone. As anticipated, there were still only three people in the

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trembling, sobbing tone, she blurted out, “Even if that’s true, you can’t just scheme with the crew to put us in the same room. Are you trying to bully me? The door’s closed, and

but laugh. Saniya’s attempt to change the subject was transparent, and while clever, it wasn’t clever enough to hold. “You’re smart,” Kallie replied calmly. “But not smart enough. You were the one who insisted on drawing lots to assign rooms, in front of the camera, claiming it would be fair. I had no

I was supposedly plotting with the crew, how would the random draw you suggested

Saniya’s pitiful expression and whispered, “Mommy, that lady

brushing a hand through Sophie’s hair. “Sweetheart, don’t listen to women