Chapter 312

As Sharon and James were ushered into the basement, their faces were pale. Maeve barely glanced at Sharon, causing her to collapse in fear. "It wasn't me… It wasn't me," Sharon stammered, frantically waving her hands. "Ms. Scott, we were forced... We had no choice..." Maeve stepped forward and seized Sharon's jaw. Maeve's eyes burned with an intensity Sharon had never seen before. "What did Uncle Phil ever do to deserve this? He's always protected you since you married into the Scott family. He never hesitated to fulfill your every whim, even at the cost of his own dignity. "He endured the ridicule of marrying a fallen actress, all for you—an ungrateful wretch!" Maeve shoved Sharon away, who fell to the ground, trembling and tearful. "If anything happens to Uncle Phil," Maeve said coldly, "you and your precious son can spend the rest of your lives in prison." "Ms. Scott!" Sharon pleaded, but Maeve's attention was entirely focused on Philip. She couldn't be bothered with Sharon.