Chapter 158

Lillian shuddered when she recalled what Cassandra whispered to her earlier. Her face went even paler, like all the blood had just drained away. How on earth did Cassandra know... about that? She’d thought Cassandra had been taken away by Damien and wouldn’t be coming back. She’d gotten just enough hints to believe that. So, when Cassandra suddenly turned up again—completely off guard—she’d felt like the rug had been yanked right out from under her. If Cassandra really called the cops, all the effort she and Vera had put into getting a solid foothold in the Taylor family would go straight down the drain. Seeing Lillian standing there silent, Cassandra didn’t rush her. Instead, she calmly walked back to the dining table, looked over at Alexander and gently asked, “Grandpa, Lillian thinks I faked this evidence to frame her. What about you? Do you think I made all this up?” "‘Lillian, you’re always saying you wanna rack up good karma for the baby, that you’d never do cruel things. But the