The next day.
The headlines were impossible to miss: #Mrs. Newton Goes On Record—Her Marriage Is Perfectly Fine#
Just like that, Nina was cast as the other woman, the homewrecker who’d ruined someone else’s relationship.
The minute the news dropped, Kelly showed up at the house, fuming.
“Who gave you permission to run your mouth to the press?” she snapped.
Patricia was sitting in her wheelchair, ready to head out. Jackson stood behind her, looming and watchful, eyes locked on Kelly like he could tear her apart if she made one wrong move.
“What was I supposed to do?” Patricia shot back coolly. “Keep my mouth shut so the media could tear your son apart? Is that what Mrs. Newton wants, to ruin her own son’s reputation?”
“Patricia, let me make one thing clear: everything about the Newton family has nothing to do with you. You have no right to speak to the media on our behalf.”
Patricia smiled, the kind of smile that didn’t reach her eyes.
Nothing to do with her? Fine.
“If that’s what you want, then next time the press comes knocking, I’ll just tell them the truth.”
Kelly was always a little afraid of Patricia. There was something almost too sharp about her, something dangerous and alluring. Her legs might not work, but her mind was as quick as ever—witty, with a twist of mischief.
“What are you trying to do?” Kelly demanded.
“I’m just being honest. A marriage in shambles, a cheating husband—if I tell the media the real story, what do you think will happen to the Newtons?”
“You…”
The two of them stood there in the garden, neither willing to budge. Then, a black Mercedes pulled up fast at the curb.
Theo’s assistant, Aiden, rushed out and nodded politely to Kelly. “Ma’am.”
He turned to Patricia. “Mrs. Newton, Mr. Newton says you should stay home and rest for a few days. Please don’t go out.”
“And why is that?” Patricia asked, eyebrow raised.
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