Chapter 1218


    Chapter: 1218


    Eleanor’s face warped at Rosalynn’s words.


    “Don’t spout such nonsense, Rosalynn!”


    “I''m not the one spouting nonsense.”


    Rosalynn’s tone was ice-cold. “If the baby wasn’t John’s, why did you instruct the waiter to spike his wine with double the


    aphrodisiacs, causing his sudden death?


    You''re craftier than | thought, Eleanor. You not only offed John but also pinned the me on Valeria and terminated your own


    pregnancy.


    Three objectives achieved with a single ploy. Such a schemer!


    Now that the waiter tried to ckmail you, you decided to kill him to prevent future troubles. Have you been reading too many


    crime stories, Eleanor, dreaming you could get away scot-free?”


    Rosalynn’s revtionsnded like blows to Eleanor’s core, draining all color from her face.


    “No, Rosalynn, you''re wrong. | didn’t kill John, and the baby was Brian’s, not his.”This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    She had to convince Brian that the child was his.


    It was the only way Brian mighte to her rescue.


    “My husband told me he’s never been intimate with you,” Rosalynn retorted, her voice Laced with a finality that made Eleanor’s


    heart sink. Tiring of the exchange, she rose from her seat. “Eleanor, do yourself a favor. Confess to the police, get it over with,


    and perhaps they''ll show you some leniency.”


    Rosalynn’s impending exit threw Eleanor into a panicked frenzy.


    “No, Rosalynn, Brian’s been lying to you! You can’t always trust a man’s word! Please, get him toe see me. | need him to


    see me


    Rosalynn nced back at the disarrayed woman, shaking her head in disbelief.


    She thought Eleanor could’ve used her time more wisely, honing her acting skills perhaps, rather than spiraling down into this


    abyss of misconduct.


    “Wait, Rosalynn! | have a secret, something that could help you. But you need to get Brian to help me in return


    Rosalynn paused mid-step, turning back to Eleanor as her words wafted in the air. “What secret?”


    Eleanor’s chest heaved. She looked at Rosalynn and said, “Ever wonder who your birth parents are? Get Brian to help me, and


    I''ll share everything | know.”


    Her parents?


    Rosalynn found herself studying Eleanor, her sharp gaze seeking out any signs of deceit.


    “Are you truly aware of who my parents are?” she questioned.