"Dorian, do you know what your dear cousin did?" Kyle Kinston said coldly, "The night before Mabel's abortion, I stayed overnight at a tavern. My phone was always by my side, but somehow the next day, when Mabel called me, it was picked up by your dear cousin, making Mabel believe that I spent the night with her."
Dorian Howards was shocked; it was the first time he'd heard about this.
"Francine, what's going on?" Dorian asked.
"This... this is just Mabel Quinn's one-sided story. Mabel doesn't love you, so she deliberately said this, trying to drag me down with her," Francine Howards said. Clearly, she couldn't admit to it now. Who knows what would happen if she did?
"So you still don't intend to tell me the truth?" Kyle said coldly, gripping her neck, "Even after six years, do you believe I can still find out whether you entered my room at the tavern that night? If I do find out, what do you think will happen to you?"
