Mrs. Nile froze, the phone trembling in her hand. Her husband’s words still echoed like knives in her head.
“H-how does this have anything to do with me?” she stammered. “I did nothing!”
But his voice came back, full of venom. “Don’t play dumb! I know you are the cause. I always knew your reckless mouth would ruin us one day. I don’t care anymore. You’re finished.”
Click. The line went dead.
Her lips quivered. Terrified, she raised her head slowly, staring at Alex. Could it be… him? Could this man have crushed my husband’s empire with just a word?. Impossible, he was just a poor useless man.
Her chest tightened. She shoved the thought away, shaking violently, and with trembling fingers she dialed again…this time her father.
The old man picked up after a single ring. “Cynthia?”
Tea
