Especially not Tanya. As awful as she was, the baby she was carrying was innocent, and


    Desmond’s only


    heir.


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    Once Tanya was gone, Lindey was shaking with anger. Jace totally fell for her trap! I always thought


    he was smart–how could he screw up so badly this time?


    She grabbed my arm. “Rea, you heard everything.”


    I let out a bitterugh. Of course, I heard it. I was the one who said it.


    “Rea, Jace was tricked by her. She deceived him!” Lindey sounded desperate, like she was trying to


    make me understand.


    “Lindey, he wouldn’t have fallen for it if he hadn’t opened the door. If Jace got yed, it’s because


    he gave her the chance,” I shut her down quick.


    She opened her mouth like she wanted to argue, but just sighed. “How could she be so heartless?


    She even betrayed her own husband.”


    People will do anything for money.


    Greed is ugly.


    “I can’t let Jace marry her. If she gets into this family, Matthew and I are next,” Lindey muttered,


    more to


    herself than to me.


    Honestly, I didn’t belong in this mess.


    “No, we need to call the police. We can’t let her get away with this. Once she’s locked up, she won’t


    be able to hold onto Jace,” Lindey said, grabbing my arm like she’d just found the perfect solution.


    “Rea, I used to think Jace left because he was mad, but now I see it–it was her who drove him


    away,” Lindey shook her head, filled with regret.


    She squeezed my hand harder. “You know everything. You go to the cops. Hand over the evidence


    and let them arrest hef


    Looking at Lindey’s anxious, hopeful expression, I dropped my gaze. “I don’t have any evidence.”


    “No evidence? But you know everything–how could you not have anything?” Lindey said, clearly not


    buying it.


    I smirked. “It was just a guess. I said it off the cuff.”


    I never expected to be right.


    “Then we’ll find the evidence, or call the cops and let them dig it up,” she said, eyes lighting up with


    determination.


    She’d already made up her mind–Tanya had to go.


    I stayed quiet. Lindey sighed. “You shouldn’t get mixed up in this. I’ll handle it.”


    Well, at least that was one less problem for me.


    Remembering why I came, I asked, “Did you find the cremation document?”


    “Not yet,” she said, patting my hand. “Wait here. I’ll grab it.‘


    She headed to Matthew


    study, and I sat there, ncing at the bottle of pills on the floor. I called for


    I


    Isabel and told her to take care of it.


    About ten minutester, Lindey came back holding a yellowed piece of paper.


    I got up and took it, my hands trembling a little.


    Seeing my parents‘ names and reading the brief lines, my chest tightened painfully.


    “Rea,” Lindey said softly, folding the document in my hands. “Don’t dwell on it. Go take care of your


    business.”


    I nodded, ready to leave.


    “Rea, be careful,” Lindey added as I turned.


    I paused, a little confused. She rified, “Be careful of Tanya.”


    Lgave a slight nod, not really taking it to heart. But as soon as I left the Johnston residence, a red


    Mercedes pulled up, blocking my way.


    Tanya stepped out. Lindey’s warning shed in my mind as I rolled down the window. “Tanya Twain,


    what do you want? Here to drag me down with you, or are you here to beg?”