Chapter 157

A stock clerk pushing a cart interrupted us, “Excuse me, coming through.”

1 tugged Christine back and asked, “What were you saying?”

“Do you think Margaret could be Albert’s biological daughter?” Christine’s eyes sparkled with the thrill of gossip.

I frowned. “That seems a bit far-fetched. Margaret’s even older than Bryant by two years.”

Even if it were an affair, it wouldn’t have started that early, right?

“Why not?” Christine dismissed my doubt with a wave, excitedly diving into high society scandals. “You know how messy these rich people can get. Marrying one, keeping a few mistresses on the side, isn’t that business as usual?”

“But still…” I hesitated, “If Margaret was Albert’s flesh and blood, and considering how much Timothy despised Margaret, why didn’t Albert tell Timothy?”

That way, Timothy would have been kinder to his granddaughter.

at were

finding sense in my words, puzzled. “Yeah, you’re right. If Albert’s daughter, he wouldn’t just sit back and watch Bryant get involved with Margaret. That’s incest,

suddenly said, “No, something’s still

not dwell on it. It’s none of our business, anyway.” I poked her forehead

month would come soon enough. Once I got the divorce papers, Bryar and I would be worlds apart, let alone Albert and Margaret. It wouldn’t matter if they we father

we chose a cozy restaurant known for its local comfort food, with Christine and me arriving first. When Mark showed up alone, Christine glanced at

awkwardness and asked, “Mark, Steven

tag along

relationship between Steven and Christine, Mark hesitated before saying,

better. “He went on a blind date. His family

marriage.

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sense of inevitable anger, though not completely surprised. I didn’t expect it to happen so

with Steven was doomed from

much like mine with

never have dreamed of marrying into a family like the

Mark, I

a new topic. “Jane, you represented the Ferguson Group

design contest and won first place, but

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