"You... what are you talking about!"
Shane Shay's face went pale.
He'd been so careful, so meticulous. There was no way a third person could have known about this.
So how did Cliff know the truth?
"Whether I'm making things up or not, you know perfectly well." Cliff glanced at him with cold indifference.
That look made Shane feel like prey being sized up by a predator.
"Cliff, we're grateful for what you did for my husband. Truly." Camille Wynn's expression turned serious. "But if you have no evidence, I'd ask you not to throw around baseless accusations."
In her heart, Shane was practically a son to her. Hearing Cliff slander him like this was something she simply wouldn't tolerate.
"Exactly. Shane is my own nephew. He has absolutely no reason to harm me." Tuck Shay looked at his
