Tiffany looked down at her coffee upon hearing my question. I was more than convinced now that she did know about this. But even after a few minutes of giving her time to answer, she really never said a word.
“His parents have something to do with it, right?” I asked but yet again, I received no response from her.
Heaving a sigh, I got up from my seat with the empty cup in my hand. Placing it by the sink, I turned on my heels and stared at Tiffany.
“Aren't you going to answer me? Whether you decide to lie or just keep quiet about it, I will soon find out the truth. Another heads-up, Tiffany, if I confirm that it is the Williams responsible for those bruises that marked the captain, then I will have to push through with the wedding with him. For sure, you do not want him to suffer such a
