Chapter 8

Ariel stuttered, "I-I don't know, Mr. Lawson. Please believe me. I don't know where Mrs. Lawson got these photos from." Callum widened his eyes and overturned the dining table out of anger. He stepped closer to Ariel, his voice low and dangerous. "What do you mean? Are you trying to say that these photos are real? Why don't I know anything about it?" Ariel backed away until she bumped into the cold wall. Tears welled up in her eyes as she helplessly wrapped her arms around herself. She sobbed, "Mr. Lawson, please stop. I-I'm scared. I just remember you getting drunk and gazing at the sunset from the hotel's terrace." Ariel looked at me tearily before lowering her head again. "You mistook me for Mrs. Lawson. You embraced me and kept calling her name. I…I…" "What happened afterward? Go on!" Callum barked. "I wanted to push you away, but you were holding me too tightly. I…I…" Ariel kept shaking her head. "I don't know why Mrs. Lawson would know about this. Mr. Lawson, please believe