CHAPTER 125: THE PLAN IN PIECES

Susan stormed into the library, her fury palpable in the air. Evans, her husband, looked up from his book, a worried expression creasing his brow. "Susan, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice a mixture of concern and confusion. Susan didn't answer, her eyes blazing with anger as she paced the room. Evans watched her with a growing sense of alarm, waiting for her to speak. Finally, she stopped, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "It's Emily," she growled, her voice seething with hatred. "She... Fuck! She is such a fool!" “Emily is a fool!” Susan spat, her voice trembling with rage. “She’s tried to ruin everything! Our plans, our family’s reputation, all of it!” Evans, his face a mask of confusion, stared at his wife. “Susan, what are you talking about?” he asked, his voice firm and steady. “What happened? What do you mean, ‘our plans’?” Susan’s eyes narrowed, her gaze like daggers as she glared at her husband. “Don’t.. “Don’t play dumb with me, Evans,” Susan growled.