Chapter Twenty Eight

Crystal glanced between the three of them before turning to Richard, "What are you talking about?"

Richard stood in the doorway with a smug expression on his face.

"I don't have the answers. Why don't you ask them? Logan, why don't you start us off?"

Logan took a step forward, clenching his fist, "Richard, what the hell are you talking about? Why would you accuse me of sending that picture of our mother to the press?"

Richard chuckled condescendingly. "Oh, Logan, just do everyone a favor and spare us the lies."

Crystal's eyes narrowed. "That's a lie, Richard! Logan loved our mother. He would never stoop so low as to exploit her memory like th

at."

She turned to Logan, "Right Lo?"

Logan hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting between Crystal and Richard. "Crystal."

"No. Don't you dare say it. Do you know what that picture could have done if it was true? How my life would have capsized? Why would you do something like that? What the hell is going on?"

Richard's eyes gleamed with satisf