g in her head from that strange encounter at the traffic light. Whatever it was, sh
cks. Brett and Stacey were sitting there, and the cheer on t
sharp with fury. "Caylee, wha
utler stepped in. "This young woman is the h
rill with outrage. "Caylee, you expect us to believe you're Zephyr? This is a scam! W
it now. We're divorced. Stop hanging onto me. And let me be crystal clear
olled her eyes, walked over, and dropped onto
ing to ruin Brett's deal just for revenge? How could you be this cruel? He looked after you for three whole years and gave you everyt
. He snatched Caylee's wrist, barking, "Answ
e you no explanations. But if you keep pushing me, I'll
igher. He snatched her wrist again and dragged her toward th
king against his hold, but
rd the doorway, a tall man blocked the entrance, and then, a deep, commanding
ned heavy, and he quickly released C
he weight of authority clinging to him. After all, as head
t compared to the Walsh family, who had ruled at the top fo
rett had no choice but
a glance. His eyes went directly
misunderstanding, Mr. Walsh. She's my ex-wife. She followed me here and started causi
. Griffiths. Miss Jenkins is my guest today. The person who needs to leave i