Chapter 70
Vera's POV
For all the time I've known Phil. I have never seen Phil look at me the way he did. That look of being betrayed lingered in his gaze—that look that said he would never forgive me—and guilt settled in my heart.
I didn't do it. I had no idea what happened, but Phil blamed me for it. I could never hurt his heir—talk more about killing him.
The tears in my eyes flowed rapidly—hot down my cheeks as my cries and pleas echoed out of the basement. I had been framed up for what I knew nothing about. The tears in my eyes stung and the mind-boggling thought that Phil never really knew me—if he did, he would know I could never do what he had accused me of.
Just as the gammas locked the basement door and left. I fell to the floor, in tears. My heart cramped up in pain, so tig
