By the time Sylvia made it outside the store, June was already stepping inside the vehicle with her brows furrowing in anger. Sylvia hurried toward the car but June slammed the door to the back seat in Sylvia’s face June gave Sylvia a glare that says don’t you dare come close.Before Denim stepped on the wheels, he gave Sylvia an apologetic look. He then drove away, leaving behind a frustrated Sylvia. Luckily she was carrying her handbag which had a few dollars stuffed in it. She hailed a cab and asked him to drop her off at the Wells mansion.A few minutes later, the cab brought Sylvia home. She alighted from the cab and hurried into the mansion. She began tracing her way toward her chamber while plunging the 50 cents the driver had just given her as change. When she lifted her head, she caught a glimpse of David approaching her.She suddenly felt uneasy and had to lower her head.David was engrossed in his phone and was taking fast steps toward the hallway.Sylvia wanted to walk pas

The thought of being at the center of every ugly drama at the Wells mansion wavered in Sylvia’s mind as the policewoman dragged her toward the small cell.“You’ll stay here till further instructions are given by the sheriff. “Said the chubby policewoman before locking the cell. She left.Sylvia who was still lost in deep thought didn’t realize the moment the women left nor did she hear the statement she made. Her eyes were out, ready to pop out of their sockets. She was still shocked at the situation she found herself in.She didn’t get a glimpse of what David saw in that footage but she knew that she was not involved in that sex tape. If she had found incriminating evidence that proved Leonard or David murdered her father then she would have made a dozen of those tapes and handed them directly to the media but right now, she was in a state of oblivion.She sniffled and shut her eyes. Her brain immediately picked a burning sensation. Her head was aching terribly and her lips were drie

Fred sat on the table adjacent to his king-size bed. He had obtained the CCTV from Walt and had been replaying a specific part for the last five minutes yet he couldn’t get a clue.He arched a brow, trying to decipher a wrong move from his computer screen but the video kept showing Sylvia leading the women to David’s bed, undressing him, and then setting a camera on the table. Fred zoom in the footage to Sylvia’s face, hoping it was someone else but it was her.He sighed and took his head into his hands. All he needed was a clue, just one clue to prove to the Wells that Sylvia was framed.Fred shook his head in filial objection, rejecting the thought that Sylvia had probably carried out that act. Somehow, he had a deep conviction that she was innocent and incapable of carrying out such an act.He went for his phone from one of the table cabinets and decided to place a call to Eleanor. Last night, he had tossed from one edge of his bed to the other, unable to fall asleep because the th

“Welcome home!” Eleanor declared with open arms immediately after they alighted from the cab Fred sent to pick them up from the police station.Sylvia stepped out with a smile. Her hair was tied into a loose knot and her eyes had bags underneath them from lack of sleep. She had been wearing the same clothes for over twenty-four hours. Just like her messy appearance, Eleanor suffered the same fate.Eleanor grabbed her by the hand and began dragging her into the mansion.Immediately after they got inside, the guards and some of the servants clearing the lawn hurried toward Sylvia to welcome her. Word had already gone around the mansion that she was innocent.The servants were soon sympathizing with her, taking turns to shake her. Others gave her soft pats on the back.“She needs to get some rest,” Eleanor said while trying to pull Sylvia away from the small crowd.The group surrendered and gave way. Sylvia smiled and followed Eleanor who then led her to her chamber. Immediately after S

When Sylvia lifted her head, she found David gawking at her with his arms folded across his chest. She couldn’t help but wonder what he thought of her.Cheap?Fred noticed her apprehension. He turned to her with a loving blink and whispered. “It’s okay.”She gave a slight bow and hurried out of the garden. “stop getting into trouble, Sylvie. “She muttered under her breath and aimed for her chamber.“What are you doing here?” David threw the question at Fred, lowering his hands to his hips.Fred raised an eyebrow. ”I should be asking you. You aren’t fond of gardens.”David had wanted to head to his room when he saw Sylvia heading to the garden but the desire to follow her overshadowed his decision and a few minutes later, he caught himself walking into the garden.“We’ve had cases of servants screwing up each other here so I came down to clarify that suspicion,” David replied. My father told me that the incident was quite rampant last year so he had to reshuffle the entire staff.” He a