When Kane said nothing, Cynthia dialled the police on her phone. Before she could press the call button, he snatched the phone from her hand.
“Give it back,” she demanded.
Kane looked at the twins. “Justin, take the others to the playroom.”
Cynthia looked at Chloe. “Go ahead, sweetheart.”
James put her down, and Justin took her hand and led her to the playroom.
Cynthia held her hand out for her phone, but Kane pocketed it instead. “You're not calling the police.”
“Why not? If you think Aurelia is telling the truth, why are you afraid? If it turns out I've framed her, I'll make a public apology.”
“I just want to protect her,” Kane insisted. “It doesn't matter what the truth is, being involved with the police is not a good look for her. It'll give the media an excuse t
