Chapter 208

My hands at my sides were trembling slightly—so this is why Henry lied under oath? I could get it if he just couldn’t bring himself to testify against his own mother. But to actually believe Simon set that fire all by himself, not under Marilyn’s orders? That’s naive to the point of ridiculous. A surge of anger and heartbreak rushed up my throat. With a loud smack, I shoved the door open. Henry looked over, surprised. His eyes widened a bit and he quickly pulled his hand back from Vera’s. Then he stood up and slowly walked toward me. “What are you doing here?” I leaned against the doorframe, gave him a cold smirk and ignored his question. My eyes locked on Vera as I sneered, “You don't think the crap you were talking just now sounded like a comedy sketch? Acting like some self-sacrificing saint, trying to step aside for me, while still trashing me every chance you get. Wow, must be nice having it both ways.” “But didn’t I just tell the truth?” Vera’s perfect little brows drew together