Victor did not sound amused when he repeated those words.
In fact, he sounded deeply uncomfortable.
Then he mentioned something else.
Darren had also spoken about the house.
The house where Lucas and Adrian were born.
The house I had lost.
Darren had once told me that selling the house had been necessary because his business investments had run into temporary financial pressure. At the time I had believed him because I wanted to believe that the collapse of our life together had at least been caused by circumstances beyond our control.
But according to the stranger on the phone, that explanation had never been the truth.
Victor told me that Darren had been boasting about the way he handled certain debts by quietly selling the property while making it appear that the situation had been unavoidable.
My hand tightened around the phone.
