Chapter 267


    Chapter 267


    “Spill it Gwendolyn jabbed the acupuncture needle with a precision that sent shivers down Candy’s


    spine.


    Trembling, Candy’s voice barely made it above a whisper, “If Seline threatened to end it all, would you


    leave Howard?”


    Candy, stuck in the middle, felt like a fence–sitter caught in a storm. Selina was her ride–or–die friend,


    and yet, she depended on Gwendolyn’s healing hands.


    Did Selina put you up to this?” Gwendolyn’s cool gaze was unsettling.


    Ashamed, candy looked down, “No, it’s just… me asking. Selina’s got this dark cloud hanging over her,


    and without Howard, she says sheli just… crumble. I’m scared of losing her…”


    Sometimes Gwendolyn envied Selina.


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    Friends who would go to the ends of the earth for her.


    A family who treated her like a precious gem.


    Memories with Howard that dated back to their carefree youth.


    Gwendolyn’s voice was icy, “What makes you think she can use her life to threaten me? Because I’m a


    doctor, everyone thinks they can manipte me with threats of death?”


    “Candy, if ten Selinas dropped dead before me, I wouldn’t divorce Howard for any of them.”


    Candy’s heart sank, “I get it. Selina said the same, actually. She mentioned something left behind at


    the Chadwick estate, something she wants as a final keepsake.”


    When Selina had spoken, she made Candy promise not to bring it up if Howard was around.


    But when Candy arrived at the Chadwick estate, Howard was out; only Gwendolyn was there. Perhaps


    Gwendolyn seemed more approachable than Howard.


    Taking a deep breath, Gwendolyn asked, “What is it? I’ll fetch it.”


    “It’s in the studio upstairs, bottom shelf of the cab, Candy’s eyes darted around nervously. “Maybe I


    should get it. It’s not the kind of thing you should see.”


    With a dismissive nce, Gwendolyn left the clinic and headed for the studio.


    Pushing the door open, Gwendolyn had an inkling of what she might find. She opened the cab and


    found the box. Hesitantly, she lifted the lid and saw nude sketches.


    The woman captured in the sketches was unapologetically seductive, her sensuality prominently


    disyed. Whether it was a profile view, frontal, or from behind, the lifelike details were meticulously


    captured from every angle.


    It was Selina.


    Gwendolyn remembered stumbling upon a blurry sketch in the studio long ago, wondering if it was a


    ster model or a real person.


    It turned out all of them were Selina.


    Why were there nudes of Selina in Howard’s studio?


    gas


    A chill ran through Gwendolyn as her heart tightened, feeling as if it were ensnared by unyielding


    threads.


    Biting her tongue, she tasted blood, clinging to herposure.


    Gwendolyn gathered the sketches and brought them downstairs to Candy.


    “Gwendolyn, I’m so sorry. Selina got admitted to the hospital, she couldn’te herself, Candy said


    quiltily, “You saw them, didn’t you? That’s all in their past.”


    “Candy” Gwendolyn’s voice was cold, “Did it ever ur to you why she specifically asked you to


    come? Why were you the one to step up at Honeysuckle Hollow? Who benefits and who suffers?”


    Selina was like a parasitic worm, nauseating and clingy, constantly disturbing Gwendolyn’s peace.


    Candy paused, her simple mind hadn’t considered that.


    “Don’t let people use you as their pawn, Go home,” Gwendolyn said, drained.


    She felt sick to her stomach with Selina’s maneuvers, and even though she tried to convince herself it


    was all history, maybe this was just another one of Selina’s games.