Aileen finally grasped that Ridley had come to challenge her directly.
She couldn't tell how much proof Ridley actually had in his hands.
But she felt certain that when she'd executed those schemes, she'd been careful not to leave any traces that could implicate her.
She let out a bitter laugh. "Ridley, I've finally figured out the real reason you won't marry me."
Ridley saw no hint of shame on Aileen's face—only hurt and letdown written across her features.
His expression darkened as Aileen continued, "Grieving your grandfather is just your cover story. The truth is, you can't stomach watching Ana with another man, especially some driver! Your ego can't handle it, and you think Ana's choices are meant to embarrass you."
Every word dripped with calculated venom, designed to cut deep.
Ridley's jaw tightened, his mood turning stormy.
Aileen pressed on, "You want to impress Ana, so you're playing hero for her. But you shouldn't throw around baseless accusations at me."
