My Husband's Betrayal My Brothers' Revenge (Rebekah) novel Chapter 106

It hadn't been long since the last time she was attacked online, and the internet mob's memory was sharp.

'It's that murderer again. How is she still allowed on the internet?'

'So if you have powerful connections, you can just do whatever you want? The police should lock her up for good.'

'Our Miss Candice has a competition next week! How dare you do this to her? Go to hell!'

…

Patricia watched from across the table as Rebekah's frown deepened. "Miss Fletcher," she asked gently, "none of that is true, right?"

Rebekah looked up, surprised. Patricia's round eyes were clear and sincere, showing no sign of prejudice despite the online vitriol. Rebekah was both touched and taken aback. She gripped her phone and nodded firmly. "I didn't do it. And Candice's ankle… I was framed for that, too."

Patricia's face broke into a wide smile. "I knew you weren't that kind of person." She picked up a tablet to order.

Rebekah watched her, still baffled. "You believe me, just like that? After a simple denial?"

"It's not that I believe you," Patricia said, handing the tablet to Rebekah after making her selections. "I believe myself. I picked my favorites, now it's your turn."

Rebekah searched her eyes for any hint of doubt or contempt but found none. In that moment, she felt an unexpected urge to cry. After being betrayed by those closest to her, attacked and distrusted by her own family, the unconditional kindness from this new acquaintance was overwhelming.

Patricia didn't pry into what had happened, instead steering the conversation toward their shared passion for fashion design. As they talked, they discovered their ideas and sensibilities were perfectly in sync.

Rebekah thought for a moment, then agreed to meet him.

Basil handed her a sketchbook. "This contains my notes and experiences from my years in the industry. I hope it can help you. I asked to see you today to apologize… and to say goodbye."

Rebekah looked at him, confused. Just yesterday he had been her adversary, and now he was apologizing. Why?

"I have always detested people who use connections to get ahead," Basil explained. "I assumed you were one of them, which is why I treated you so poorly. But Mr. Quinn explained everything to me. I am truly sorry for my behavior."

His sincerity was disarming. "It's okay," Rebekah said quickly. "You taught me a lot during this time. I'm actually very grateful."

Basil smiled. "With your talent, you would have become a world-renowned designer one day, with or without my help."