But Elena quickly learned why the scheming woman was putting on an act.
That evening, when Nathaniel returned, the gentleness and calm he’d previously shown were gone, replaced by a face etched with anger. He slammed a newspaper onto the table and glared at the woman before him. “Why did you hit Gwendolyn?”
Elena’s gaze fell on the newspaper. She gave a cold laugh. “You think the truth is what’s written in this rag?”
She had only glanced at the content earlier, and it was utterly ridiculous. The so-called evidence was nothing more than selective excerpts, twisting the narrative. The paper claimed to have video and photos of her hitting Ms. Price, which they indeed published, but without a shred of context! Journalists like this were a cancer on the media.
However, Elena was used to i
