“Slander him?” The rage sparked in his eyes as his face twisted into a scowl.

Seeing him flare up for nothing serious, I suddenly felt relieved. “Isn’t that

what you said, Bryant? That we should always have evidence.”

With that, I turned and walked toward my room.

Behind me, Bryant was barely holding back his rage, sparing only a terse

reply, “Six o’clock.”

“Got it!” I didn’t even look back.

My agreement wasn’t for him but for Mark. I remembered how badly Mark got

treated at the family chapel and suddenly wanted to be there for him tonight in

case Violet tried to embarrass him again. It was my turn to have his back,

especially with Mrs. Ferguson’s influential name at my disposal. Why waste

it?

ready,

simplicity and elegance were key. I

hems and knee-length,

slender legs.

six o’clock on the dot, in

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looked up. A glint of admiration passed

he stood up, “Let’s

I agreed, “Okay.”

parked the car at the front, the driver

in first, sliding to the far side, and

filled the ride.

as we neared the Larson

you.”

opened it to find an emerald necklace

match for my

on

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