Chapter 182: The Blonde Blackwood

Roman I watched my brother’s face shift. Surprise first. Then confusion. Then shock. Then, finally—realization. A slow, dawning awareness creeping across his features like rot spreading under the skin. “You’ve been deceived,” Reese said with a rough, humorless chuckle. Like the situation was so absurd, so twisted that he couldn't help but laugh. “Let me guess—you’re the one feeding these nasty stories to Savannah? You really are dumber than I thought. You let an old cunning man deceive you with what? Doctored texts? A burner phone? Are you that gullible, or were you just desperate to shift the blame to someone else?” “You can spin whatever narrative you want, Reese,” I hissed. My jaw clenched so hard it hurt. “But that doesn’t change the fact that I know what I saw in that cellphone. I know the messages I read. You’re not talking your way out of this one.” “Oh really?” he asked, leaning back against the counter, smug. Like he was the only sane one in the room. “If you really believe th