Sam Brown, holding the docunt, replied nonchalantly: "Rushing back to win the favor of the president’s wife, huh! Turns out the president’s wife loves shells just like my girlfriend. See, President Sutherland went to buy shells for the president’s wife."
"Shells?" Evalian Chapman gritted her teeth, her eyes widening instantly, her voice carrying a hint of tremor, "Are you saying Daisy Grant likes shells?"
Sam Brown didn’t notice Evalian Chapman’s peculiarity, bowed his head to handle his own affairs, and replied, "Yeah, President Sutherland asked if there’s any purple shells, I told him to go see for himself, I didn’t pay attention."
After speaking, Sam Brown lowered his head and worked earnestly, ignoring Evalian Chapman.
Standing behind him, Evalian Chapman’s face turned pale instantly...
How could it be?
How could it be so coincidental that Daisy Grant likes purple shells...
As if recalling sothing, Evalian Chapman walked to Dawn Sutherland’s office door, pushed open the office door, and walked in.
Evalian Chapman walked to the desk, and with slightly trembling hands opened the desk drawer to search.
When her fingers touched a photo, Evalian Chapman’s hands stiffened a bit, pulled out that photo, but when it ca into view, her whole body shuddered violently.
In the photo, Daisy Grant was sitting on the beach at sunset, smiling brightly, with sparkling eyes and white teeth, extraordinarily dazzling. Around her neck, she wore a purple shell necklace.
Looking at that purple shell, Evalian Chapman’s face turned as white as snow instantly.
The shell Daisy Grant was wearing was exactly the sa as the one Evalian Chapman found in Dawn Sutherland’s room!!
So, if that night it wasn’t Dawn Sutherland who sent the ssage telling her the room number, then it could only have been Daisy Grant!
And the woman Dawn Sutherland slept with was actually.....Daisy Grant!!
"How could it be——how could——Daisy Grant slept with Dawn Sutherland, then the child in Daisy Grant’s belly..."
"Daisy Grant has borne insults and ridicule for so long without ntioning the child’s father, actually because she couldn’t say....."
Evalian Chapman put the photo back in the drawer, dazedly walked out of the office, grabbed her bag, and headed out of the company.
"How could it be Daisy Grant...how could it be her!!"
"How could the owner of the purple shell be Daisy Grant! How could she sleep with Dawn Sutherland and have a child..."
Walking on the bustling street, Evalian Chapman’s whole body felt cold to the bone.
The comnts she made targeting Daisy Grant and the ridicule she directed at Daisy Grant over these days, now felt like stinging slaps on her cheeks.
She always thought Daisy Grant took away her happiness, but now she discovered she was actually a joke....."
"Daisy Grant, you promiscuous woman are only worthy of Aidan Sutherland!"
"How dare you, lacking in morals, expect Dawn Sutherland to pay for it! Expect Dawn Sutherland to marry you and raise the bastard child in your belly."
"Daisy Grant, you are truly shaless for yourself, using Dawn Sutherland believing you as a sister, making him take responsibility for your shalessness."
....
The insults directed at Daisy Grant echoed in her mind, Evalian Chapman’s face becoming increasingly blanched.
She took from her bag the purple shell she’d found in Dawn Sutherland’s room long ago, holding it tightly in her palm, her gaze grew complex...
——
anwhile Daisy Grant had been bombarded with calls and ssages from Aidan Sutherland daily these days, leaving her thoroughly exhausted trying to deal with Aidan Sutherland.
And Aidan Sutherland quite clearly inford her, his patience had reached its limit, if she did not make a decision soon, he would help her make one, cautioning that the consequences might be dire and to bla him not for being heartless.
Daisy Grant holding her phone, looked at Aidan Sutherland’s final ultimatum ssage, her gaze heavy, fingers stiffening slightly.
It took her a long ti before she held her phone and typed out word by word, and sent it out....
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