Linda felt her blood pressure rising, unable to believe the turn of events. All the machinations she’d done to get that lowlife out of her son’s life now seemed to be amounting to nothing. The woman obviously had Kris back under her thumb, and she had to do something about it.
“What are you trying to say, Kris?” she demanded, the hurt in her voice carefully cajoled. “Are you saying that I also faked the evidence against that woman?”
Kris let out a frustrated breath. “Mum, that’s not what I’m saying. I–“
“Then what are you saying?” Linda cut him off. “The day we caught her with that man in the hotel suite, she accused me of being the one who gave her the fraudulent documents to have them signed. If you’re saying you now believe her, then you’re accusing me of framing her.”
She dissolved
