Caroline swiftly yanked her hand away, forcing Louise to release it with a sharp motion.
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Louise instinctively clutched her throbbing hand, which felt as though it might have been twisted beyond repair.
Fear painted her face, but despite the anger simmering inside her, she dared not speak a word.
The last time Caroline had struck her in the workshop, Louise had convinced herself that it was simply a result of Caroline’s bad mood–a momentary lapse.
But now, standing there, it became clear just how much Caroline had changed. She was no longer the same person; what had once seemed like an impulsive reaction now felt like a deliberate, almost savage act.
Caroline, unaffected by Louise’s distress, continued her mission to pick out the kitchen supplies she needed. She said nothing more and walked toward the mall with purpose.
Helen, who had been watching the scene unfold in silence, noticed Caroline’s retreating figure. As Caroline disappeared into the crowd, the warmth on Helen’s face faded, replaced by a much colder, calculating expression.
She then turned her attention to Louise’s injured finger, her voice dripping with false concern. “Is your hand okay?”
Her words sounded sympathetic on the surface, but inside, Helen couldn’t have been more pleased.
The more Caroline hurt Louise, the more resentment Louise would harbor, and that could be useful to Helen if the day came when she needed to use Louise against Caroline.
However, it seemed that Louise’s finger wasn’t as badly injured as Helen h
oped.
Louise, unaware of Helen’s true motives, responded with a hint of gratitude, “I’m fine, Helen. Don’t worry
about it.”
Helen patted her on the shoulder, her expression shifting to one of fake sympathy. “Caroline can be like that. Don’t let it bother you too much. How about I buy you a milkshake? It’ll be my way of apologizing for her behavior.”
A smile broke across Louise’s face. “Thanks, Helen.”
Louise appreciated the kindness, thinking it genuine.
No wonder the Somertons are so nice to her. She’s so kind.
Meanwhile, Caroline had completed her shopping and, with her arms full of kitchenware, headed back toward Galaxy Bay Residences. The evening sky had fully descended by the time she arrived.
But she didn’t linger at the apartment for long. Her next stop was Waterford Gardens.
Upon entering her home, she found Helen spinning around in the living room, donning a gorgeous evening gown, with Miguel and Liam seated casually on the couch, watching her.
The moment Caroline stepped inside, Helen’s face brightened even more. “Aunt Caroline, what do you
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To anyone else, it might have seemed like an innocent question, but Caroline could sense the underlying
boastfulness in her voice.
It wasn’t just about showing off the dress; it was Helen’s subtle way of bragging about the fact that she was on the verge of marrying into wealth.
Caroline played along, her gaze flicking over the gown as she gave a small nod. “It’s lovely. Is this the one you bought today?”
Helen beamed, a little bashful yet clearly thrilled. “Yes, I got it for when I meet Mr. Grayson. Do you think he’ll like it?”
“Don’t worry,” Caroline replied with a faint, almost unnerving smile. “He’ll definitely like it.”
Wearing that low–cut dress to meet that pervert–if she’s not careful, they’ll probably end up in bed that same night.
Helen’s excitement only grew at Caroline’s words. “If I manage to marry into the Graysons, I’ll make sure to thank you for making this possible, Aunt Caroline.”
Her comment wasn’t just aimed at Caroline; it was also meant for Miguel and Liam to hear.
When I become Mrs. Grayson, my first move will be to make Caroline pay for everything she’s done.
With my status then, killing her will be a piece of cake.
Liam, overhearing the conversation, smirked. “Helen, there’s no need to thank anyone. You’re the one who deserves to marry into the Graysons. You’re the one who’ll make the Somertons proud.”
His eyes shot a disdainful glance toward Caroline, as though she were beneath him.
Caroline didn’t react. She simply turned and walked toward her room.
Helen watched her leave, muttering under her breath, Aunt Caroline doesn’t seem happy. Do you think she regrets this? Maybe she doesn’t want me marrying into the Graysons?”
Miguel, who had been silent until now, spoke with confidence. “Even if she regrets it, it’s too late. The Graysons are already on board. We were supposed to meet soon, but Mrs. Grayson is out of town. We’ll reschedule for next month, so you’d better make a good impression.”
He had told the Graysons that they would switch the bride to another person, and the Graysons said they would decide after a meeting.
Since they hadn’t rejected outright, he figured the deal was practically done.
Helen’s future with the Graysons was sealed, and Caroline’s objections would no longer matter.
Helen nodded, eager to please. “Don’t worry, Uncle Miguel! I won’t let you all down.”
Miguel grunted his approval and went off to the bathroom.
Now, only Liam and Helen remained in the living room.
Liam’s gaze lingered on her, a thought swirling in his mind. “What if the Graysons want to marry you right away?”
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He knew how quickly famílies like theirs moved. They would want them to get married and start a family as soon as possible.
The thought of Helen being taken away so suddenly filled him with unexpected hesitation.
He realized, with a sense of reluctance, that if Helen left, the house would feel oddly empty. He couldn’t bear the thought of her slipping away.
