But there was only one person who knew about Hannah and Sunflower Haven and was also close to Jason. Sandra. This had to be her doing.
As Lionel pulled up to the Woods’ residence, he saw a black sedan pulling away from the house. It was too dark and too far away for him to see who was inside.
“Mr. Rosenberg?”
Mrs. Edith Woods spotted him and rushed out to greet him, her face alight with excitement. “Mr. Rosenberg, what a surprise! You should have called ahead so I could have had something prepared. Have you eaten? I’ll have the kitchen…”
“Where is Sandra?” he cut in, his voice cold as ice.
His tone, combined with the thunderous expression on his face, sent a jolt of alarm through Mrs. Woods. She knew at once that Sandra must have done something terrible.
“Where is she?” he repeated, his voice dropping to a dangerous low.
Mrs. Woods quickly pointed upstairs. “In… in her room.”
Lionel said nothing more and stormed up the stairs. The door to Sandra’s room was ajar, and he could hear her talking on the phone. As he approached, he saw her smiling, her face full of glee. He knocked sharply on the doorframe, startling her.
She looked up and froze, her eyes wide with shock. “I’ll call you back,” she stammered into the phone, quickly ending the call and wheeling her chair toward him.
“Lionel,” she said, blinking with feigned innocence. “What are you doing here?”
“Furious? Why would they be furious?” Lionel asked, his eyes narrowing. “Hannah never told them what she endured as a child, and they never found out on their own. Now that they know everything, they’re just relieved and heartbroken for her. I came here because I thought it was you, but since you had nothing to do with it, I’ll leave you be.”
Sandra’s brow furrowed, her hands gripping the arms of her wheelchair. This wasn’t right. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. She had given her contact Jason’s videos of the attempted rape. Even though the assault had failed, playing the footage in front of everyone should have destroyed Hannah’s reputation. The Temple family should have been disgusted with her, ashamed to be associated with a tainted, common slut.
How… how had it turned into them feeling sorry for her and giving her more things?
“Lionel, what exactly was in the video?” Sandra asked, trying desperately to keep her voice steady.
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