Flair POV
My poor head is spinning. Poor Grandfather is now sitting, looking deadly pale as he glares at his granddaughter. My brothers are relentless, ruthlessly attacking Charlotte verbally while she continues to stand there, helpless to do anything but attempt to defend herself against the continuous onslaught of their accusations as she tries to convince a restless and angry crowd that she's innocent. She's fast losing the battle. Johnathon is also just as ruthless and I can't help but look at him differently now, impressed at his inner strength and the determination he depicts as he confronts his wife, the woman who tried to kill him, not once, but twice.
"I haven't done anything else" Charlotte denies and Knox raises an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah?" Johnathon cuts in, turning to look at G
