Whatâs her surname? Is she still alive?â
âI have no idea.
In fact, I found out about her name only by accident.
These are secrets within the Shaw family.
Donât tell anyone.
â
Sally shook her head.
âI wonât mention it to a soul.
â
Uma nodded.
There was a waiter who helped customers barbecue their meat at every table.
At that moment, a tall and handsome man entered the private room.
Sally and Uma were both stunned.
Uma frowned.
âWhat are you doing here?â
Lucinda was secretly sending a message to Abel, asking him to investigate all the women named Rhonda in Eurfrica to find someone who had a similar experience to Kysonâs mother.
However, when Uma exclaimed, Lucinda raised her head.
She recognized the man standing before them.
âBrinleigh?â
They hadnât seen him for about a week, and he appeared to have changed a lot.
He looked less vibrant, numb, and quiet.
Lucindaâs eyes widened in astonishment as she laid eyes on him, dressed in a waiterâs attire.
âHave you been working here recently?â she queried, unable to contain her surprise.
He stood there, a mix of shock and shame washing over him.
Instead of answering her question, he turned his back to walk away.
But Lucinda halted him in his tracks.
âWeâve been friends for years.
Why donât you join us for a couple of drinks.
â
Uma vividly recalled the harm the Hernandez family had caused Lucinda.
Her tone grew sharp as she intervened, âLucinda, the Hernandez family isnât wealthy anymore.
You donât have to be polite to him.
Besides, he stopped being our friend when he assisted Melody in plotting against you.
â
As Brinleigh reached the door, he swiveled his gaze towards Lucinda and addressed her, âI didnât aid her in causing you harm.
Moreover, sheâs in prison now.
Arenât you willing to let her go?â
Both Sally and Uma were consumed by anger.
However, Lucindaâs presence managed to keep them from losing their temper.
She chuckled softly.