Lynne's POV:
When I returned to my father's house, Shirley and Sandra were both there.
For some reason, the moment they saw me, their eyes darted away nervously, like children caught with their hands in the cookie jar.
I didn't have the patience to deal with them. My mind was still consumed by last night. Who had been behind the attack on me?
Could it have been these two despicable women? Or maybe Esther?
Unfortunately, I didn't have any proof. Suspicion alone wasn't enough to solve anything.
But I wasn't about to let it slide. I would leave this matter to Charles.
I headed upstairs to change before going to Taylor Enterprise, but I stopped short when I saw Sarah waiting by my bedroom door.
A pang of guilt washed over me.
Willy had contacted me earlier, furious that I hadn't taken
