Deirdre's gaze turned cold. A layer of frost covered her mien. "Oh, you're telling me all of this because you think your plan has already won, right? You think I can't touch a single hair on your head?"

Emily was nonchalant. "Oh, Ms. McKinnon, I can assure you… I'm not in the same league as that idiot Charlene McKinney. I don't intend to give you openings the moment my plan starts getting into action. Go ahead, amass your 'evidence'! You think Brendan's gonna believe you?"

Deirdre froze, her t