"South Grant!" Felicity Grant's previous look of horror disappeared as she now called out South Grant's name with full confidence.
"You're pretending to be Fiona Grant, sneaking here in the middle of the night. What is your intention?"
South Grant looked at her and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, "It's obvious I have a plan to trap you. I didn't expect you'd see yourself as a tree, jumping right into the pit I dug for you. Dig a pit, cover it with dirt, yet I didn't think you'd be such an idiot. Not burying you is an insult to your intelligence."
Faced with South Grant's humiliation, Felicity Grant was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling with anger.
She realized that what she had just said was overheard by South Grant.
If this matter spread, she'd become an accomplice to Marcus Shaw. This fire hurt several people and one person died.
If investigated, the responsibility would be heavy. Marcus Shaw wouldn't escape, and she'd be implicated as well.
