Chapter One Hundred Forty Seven

Henry.

I could still hear the words in my head over and over again, no matter how I tried to block them out.

I got my evidence, I got the words from her mouth even though she didn’t confess to it directly, I still heard it.

I had to pretend not to know or hear anything, but I heard everything she said to that caller. I followed her out as soon as she left the room and hid behind a fucking flower pot to eavesdrop on her conversation and the same Ian who she claimed terrorized her was the same Ian she was speaking to.

She fucking had the nerve to do that while I was here, in my mansion.

Emily was more cunning than I thought and if I have to be this guy to get what I want then I have to.

A week was all I gave to her and it was the fourth day yet she hadn’t said anything. I always throw the questions here and there, asking her to tell me if she was keeping anything from me. I told her I was ready to forgive her for her mistakes and lies but Emily wouldn’t budge, she seemed like a bi