The Socialite and the Scavenger

om. Brigham Conway stared at nothing, his face ashen. The wo

s Eloise. She's you

en reviewing quarterly reports. His mother, Alicia, who was planning the wed

mall, high-pitched query. "Wha

pers, his brow furrowed. "Wh

ce a mask of confusion.

opped out from under him. The homeless woman. The sc

oi

stepsister, in the face and called her filth.

rushed hand. The severed vocal cords. Someone

panic was in her eyes. "It must be a mistake. A prank. The test was done two y

his expression hardening. "Brigham,

had my assistant find her. I had the doctor run a test." He couldn't look at them. He could only st

, putting a hand to her chest. "Th

aking her head. "No, he's

ng onto Eve's. He saw it then. The terror

s voice low and dangerou

. "I didn't do anything! I'm the victim here! R

s clicking into place with horrifying clarity. "She was proud. She was a

elentless. "So

laimed Eloise had fled to Europe. She had even produced cred

ever saw her face on any security footage. Ju

"You're upsetting Eve! She's your

dynasty, gave Eve a surge of confidence. She straightened

u're scaring me. And it'

ise's eyes. The way she had flinched when he spoke. The raw, animal pain. He had seen

sick washed over him. He was just as guilty as the person w

n phone. Mark's voice

lem. She's gone. The woman... Eloise...

han anything he had e

ry resource we have. Check her credit cards, her phone... wait, she has

against the floor. He looked at his family, at

s full of a cold fury she had never seen before. "We're no

room, leaving a stunn

his chair, his face pale. "

n't be. Denton, think of the s

But beneath the tears, her mind was racing, searching for a new lie, a new esca

guilt and fear. Where would she go? A woman with nothing, broke

alk across at night, looking at the lig

o a god he didn't belie