The old madam's fainting threw the entire estate into a frenzy. Preston Monroe had a car brought around to accompany Eve Hughes to the hospital, and he asked Silas Thorne to look after his son and daughter.
After they left, Joyce Monroe took a deep breath. Her eyes were still red, but... she felt no sense of triumph.
Her gaze happened to meet Jasper Quinn's.
Her eyes,
they were red-rimmed, holding a mixture of confusion and cold indifference.
That one look was like an invisible hand suddenly squeezing his throat, making it hard for him to breathe.
Although Jasper Quinn's name hadn't been mentioned once in the conversation between the old madam and Timothy Sutton, he had been present for the entire thing. Even an idiot could tell he knew what was going on.
"Joyce, I..." He instinctively stepped forward, wanting to explain something, but Silas Thorne moved faster, stepping between the two of them in a single stride.
