âWho hit him?â
Nathanielâs eyes followed her every movement as she took a sip of water, and he couldnât help but swallow as well.
âWell⦠Iâve been lying in bed all this time.
I have no idea what happened, maybe he fell.
â
Clearly, no one was willing to tell her the truth.
Lucinda decided to just drop the subject.
âWhat did you do after the charity party?â
Then, before Nathaniel could utter a word, she shot him a sharp look and added, âI want the truth.
â
âI took Tessâ car to the suburbs and met with Eleanorâ¦â
He paused and sneaked a glance at Lucinda.
After seeing that she didnât have much of a reaction, he continued.
âTess was simply executing pre-arranged plans.
Someone else is pulling the strings in the background.
Whoever this person is, they are cunning.
Each step was planned meticulously, and they were carried out without a hitch so far.
Tess said that she wanted me to join their side, and she was actually ready to kill me if I refused.
â
Now and then, Nathaniel would choke on his words and cough violently.
He was already talking too much, and his throat felt like sandpaper.
Lucinda handed him a glass and gestured for him to pour himself some water.
Her eyes glimmered with interest as she said, âYouâre even telling me about their proposal to join forces, huh? What if I end up suspecting you?â
âYou said you wanted the truth, so I wonât hide anything from you.
â
Whether she believed him or not, that was entirely up to her.
âIs that so?â
Lucinda propped her elbow on the arm of the sofa and perched her chin on her hand.
She tilted her head slightly to the side and flashed him a sly smile.
âThen, I want to know how Conor got hurt.
The truth, this time.
â
Nathaniel frowned and considered it for a while, and then finally said, âHe offended me, so I had Sonny hit him.
â
Sonny?
Lucinda narrowed her eyes.
She had a nagging feeling that there was more to the story than he chose to reveal.
Luckily, she was no idiot.
She already had a rough idea of what was really going on.
And she was almost certain that it had something to do with Cyrus.
As for Tess, Lucinda didnât care if the woman was indeed just a pawn or the puppet master.