The grievances stacked one upon another, almost suffocating her.
She suddenly looked up, tears shimmering in her eyes.
"What do you think I am? In your heart, have I become someone who'll do anything to climb higher, no matter the means?"
"Do you really think I left the Prescott Family just to latch onto Tristan Sterling? For some so-called power and profit?"
She'd always thought Curtis understood her.
Understood her persistence, understood her stubbornness.
Understood the loneliness and pain she carried when she left the Prescott Family.
It never occurred to her that he'd look at her with such doubt in his eyes.
Saying such hurtful things.
Curtis looked at her reddened eyes, finally realizing he'd said something wrong.
He took a deep breath, forcing his voice to steady.
"That's not what I meant. I just... there are too many coincidences, it's too strange. How can I not be suspicious at all?"
He took a step forward.
