Jessica was seething with anger, holding her bewildered mother steady as she said, "Mom, I vouch for Dad. He and Ms. Wright are entirely above board. They were only discussing business. Besides, this deal is crucial for Dad. Stop making trouble."
Olivia's face turned ashen, her lips trembling before she suddenly pointed at Maeve in the crowd.
"But she claimed your father and Jules were involved in an affair, even dining together and booking hotel rooms. She painted such a vivid picture that I lost my temper and went to confront them."
Seeing Maeve trying to flee, Lucas pushed through the crowd and pulled her in front of me.
My face ached, probably swollen.
I glared coldly at Maeve, her panicked, guilty look only stoking my anger.
"Apologize!" Lucas's voice was like frost.
Maeve stag
