Rose Woods couldn't understand it. Bella Woods clearly hadn't come home all night and had marks all over her body. She even admitted to sleeping with a male prostitute. So how come they couldn't find anything?
But no matter what tricks Bella Woods used, Rose was determined to uncover them.
"Brother Oliver, please believe me. As long as you agree, leave everything to me." Rose's eyes were pleading, her voice breaking into a sob: "I really don't want to be deceived by her, wearing a green hat, and even giving her money to keep a little pretty boy. She's really bad..."
The more Rose spoke, the more emotional she became, stepping forward to grab Oliver Hughes's arm.
But as soon as her hand touched Oliver's skin, she was met with a warning look from him, and Rose quickly withdrew her hand in fear.
"Did you tell anyone else about this?"
Rose shook her head.
"Good." Oliver patted her shoulder: "Remember, I don't want to hear any talk about this matter."
