In other words, they dared not mention it.
Lily knew full well that today she was not interested in drinking, so if she were to say anything, wouldn't she be asking for trouble?
"My daughter is dead."
After a brief exchange of pleasantries came a near-lament.
Lily leaned back in her chair, cradling a cup of white tea in her hands, and looked at Maya before continuing, "Everyone involved in that incident has paid the price one way or another, yet your family, the Wood family, remains unaffected. Maya, it's hard for me not to suspect you."
Maya pursed her lips slightly, "You mean Yvonne's death has something to do with us?"
Lily sneered, "More than that."
She now suspected the entire incident was orchestrated by the Wood family, and Evelyn Cobb being alive was merely a smokescreen.
Maya slammed the cup in her hand down on the table, her face cold, "Lily, you've brought trouble upon yourself, and now you're trying to pin Yvonne's death on us in front of everyone in the capital?"
