Dorothy's body tensed up, her reaction nearly answering the question for him.
She desperately wanted to ask Everett when he'd started suspecting her. She thought she had hidden it so well.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing her silence, Everett pressed on, "It was Heather, wasn't it? I'll call her over and you can deal with her as you see fit." "Don't!" Dorothy finally spoke up, "I don't need you to intervene. | can handle this myself." "Don't worry about my mom. I'll talk to her." By hook or by crook, he would get what he wanted.
Amanda surely wouldn't turn against her son over Heather. And Heather had definitely tarnished her standing in Amanda's eyes after the recent accident in which she hurt Everett.
"I really don't need it, Everett. Please, stay out of this." Dorothy tried to walk away, but Everett pulled her back.
"There's really nothing between Heather and me." "I know that!" If she still doubted anything between Everett and Heather now, she'd be out of her mind.
"Dorothy..." "I'm just a bit tired. Can we go back and rest? Please?" Dorothy gave him a weary smile, clearly wanting to drop the subject, "Everett, | don't want to incriminate anyone without evidence. If we just use your family clout to pin this on Heather, that's not what | want." She needed the truth, a fair and just verdict! Dorothy was well aware that if she asked Everett to take Heather out, he would do it in a heartbeat. But that wasn't her goal.
If she had wanted that, she could've just confronted Heather and Amanda back in the day, making sure they all went down together. Why bother gathering evidence or recovering files from a USB? "I'l help you find it." "Everett, stop. | need to do this on my own." Because once the evidence was there, he might not be willing to hand it over anymore.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKaren was dragged back to Jeffrey's place without any room for discussion.
She had thought Jeffrey, who clearly had no respect for anyone, would force her hand again! But surprisingly, all he did was lock the door and take her phone away.
"What the hell are you playing at? | need to get home!" "Cut the crap, it's late and your parents are asleep. They have no idea you're out meeting guys!" Karen rolled her eyes at him, "Ever heard of being nice?" "What for?" Jeffrey grabbed himself a glass of iced water, and only then noticed that his knuckles were bleeding and bruised from the scuffle with Levi.
"Better let me go, or I'll tell Dorothy first thing tomorrow! I'll have Everett come after you!" Jeffrey couldn't help but laugh. He downed his iced water and then licked his mouth, "He's all cuddled up with his wife and sleeping soundly. Why would he bother with me?" Karen frowned.
"Besides, | agree to your terms," Jeffrey said as he spread his hands, "Bright and early tomorrow, I'll have my folks come over, take you to the bank to check the balance, and then we'll swing by the deeds office and the DMV for the name changes.” "Have you lost your mind? Jeffrey, have you been drinking?" "Nope, why would | drink? Still got work tomorrow. Everett wants me at a meeting first thing. If | showed up drunk, | might as well sign my death warrant." Jeffrey was already peeling off his shirt, nonchalant as ever.
He did it so carelessly as if she was not there.
Karen quickly averted her gaze, but not before hearing his chuckle, "Don't be shy. | thought you loved the view." "I do not!"