Chapter 12
Steven, noticing Matthew’s exit, quickly followed him out.
Winona didn’t even realize Matthew had left until she was getting ready to check out of the hospital. His departure didn’t bother her much; she was too preoccupied with dealing with Morgan and Felicia.
The next morning, the sun blazed down, already scorching 25m Morgan and Felicia were both flashed and sweating buckets as they struggled up the steps
With each step, they bent over and knelt, their knees aching. Their legs like eat too heavy to lift. They would have given up long ago if not for Winona and Leonard, who were right behind them, keeping an re
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Winona, with a feigned frown, addressed Leonard as he pushed her wheelchair. “Dad, I’m worried about Aunt Morgan and Felicia too, but the boss here thinks we shouldn’t interrupt them Let’s wait ‘til they’re done climbing before we offer water.”
Leonard’s brow furrowed deeper. “At this rate, they won’t make it to the top till nightfall. Can’t just leave them hungry all day. And with this heat, if we don’t get them some ice water, they could get heatstroke.”
Winona glanced at Leonard, who was visibly fretting over Morgan and Felicia. She sighed inwardly, holding back the urge to spill the tragic fate that awaited them from her past life.
She knew Leonard wouldn’t buy it. He might even think she’d lost it. Plus, she didn’t want to alarm Morgan and Felicia.
“Dad, ease up,” Winona reassured him. “I’ll make sure someone brings them food and water,” she added, brushing it aside before giving him a gentle nudge. “It’s getting late. Don’t you have that office meeting? Go ahead. I’ll stay with them.”
“Alright, I’m heading back to the office,” Leonard said, feeling a bit more at ease as he left.
Lately, hackers had been pounding their company’s network and their game, causing millions in daily losses. Despite the best efforts of their tech team, they were still in the dark about how to stop it, and Leonard was about to lose his mind.
If Felicia hadn’t been kicked out of the Mosley residence, Leonard would have reached out to her for help. To him, Felicia was a top–tier hacker, ranked third on the World Hacker League List. She would have been his last–ditch effort if his team couldn’t untangle this mess.
With Leonard gone, Winona casually observed Morgan and Felicia as they climbed the never–ending stairs, a cold smirk playing on her lips.
She’d sooner let these venomous women starve than offer them sustenance. In her past life, they had ruined her family and seized all the Mosley assets without a hint of remorse. So now, she wasn’t about to play the Good Samaritan and feel sorry for them.
Winona observed the scene for a moment, and then an idea struck her. She whipped out her phone, snapped a photo of Morgan and Felicia struggling up the stairs, and texted it to Travis.
Ever since Travis had seen Felicia in bed with Chad at Leonard’s birthday bash, he’d gone radio silent. Winona wasn’t sure if he was still in Felicia’s corner or plotting something against her.
Winona wasn’t about to sit back and wait for the next move. She was going on the offensive. She messaged Travis: [Hey Travis, Aunt Morgan and Felicia are at New Beginnings Church, and I tagged along. You should come join us.]
In her previous life, after calling off her engagement with Matthew, she’d been manipulated by Morgan, Felicia, and Travis into accusing Matthew of sexual assault.
That lie had ruined Matthew’s reputation, turning him into a social pariah, stripping him of his place as the Langford heir, and leaving him open to ridicule.
