His suspicious eyes challenged her to answer him, and she knew that there was no way he was going to believe her, not even if the leader of the church of Saints and angels himself vouched for her.
Rufus cleared his throat. "Yes, Margaret please explain this, did you perhaps find out the truth of Dickson's death?" He scrutinized her with suspicion especially because her face was turning red.
So people thought it was from sha, but it was from the fury that was burning inside of Margret. The doubts and questions continued around from one person to another.
Only Maureen was less interested in Margaret's fake change of heart. She was texting on her phone and laughing softly. This was because she had managed to take a picture of Bradley which she had sent to her mother.
Old lady Mayfair had imdiately shared the picture in the fabulous ladies group chat and highlighted in bold that he was Margaret's new beau. The chat group was on fire. Maureen was being hounded for details about Bradley, his age, his job, the color of his underwear, which family he belonged to and how he liked it in bed.
That question in particular had been asked by Ruby Castille a famous cougar on the lane. She was always on the prowl for younger n.
anwhile, Margaret clenched her fists and spoke in a raised tone. "Just believe !" Her abrupt intensity took them by surprise.
"I was wondering how long her calm facade would last." Nile whispered to Nini.
A smile ford on Brad's lips as he took hold of Margaret's hand. "Maggie dear," He made eye contact with her. "That is no way to talk to family, it is normal that they doubt you rember that it was you that made such grave accusations. You cannot expect them to forgive you imdiately; you have to work at it. We have discussed this, rember?" He spoke in a tone that was quite threatening and calculative but sweet at the sa ti.
It was one of those tones that you could tell had a double layer.
Margaret closed her eyes and inhaled before expelling air through her mouth. "Of course, Brad I am sorry for stepping out of character." She told him.
Almost choking on white wine, Maureen scoffed loudly and placed her phone on the table. "Did you join a cult or sothing? Is this man threatening you because this is way beyond stepping out of character? Honey a leopard does not change its spots, and you are all leopard." She added a mocking short laugh.
"But Maggie has." Brad comnted, his eyes locked with those of Maureen. "She has changed for the better, you will all soon realize this." He continued to assure them.
There was a darkness or coldness in his eyes that made Maureen uncomfortable, further growing her cult theory. It was either that or Margaret had found herself a controlling psycho.
Nile hissed loudly. "While we are on the subject of apologies, she owes one too for accusing of harming her son. And also, I want to know the reason for this drastic change of behavior, maybe I can recomnd her thod to so clients." He slowly sipped on the contents of the glass that he was holding.
He was drinking warm coconut milk in a glass and swirling it as though it was wine.
"Maggie?" Brad called her na. "Apologize to the man."
Margaret was not the kind of woman that followed commands. Everyone waited for her to snap at Bradley and stomp off.
They were shocked when in response, Margaret nodded and took so steps toward Nile, stopping when she neared him. "Yes, Nile you are right, I owe you an apology as well for the cruel words that I said to you I should never have accused any of you for causing Dickson's death. As for my calming thods, Brad has counseled and helped see the error of my ways. I now see where Dickson and I went wrong.
I also understand that Dickson caused his own death. He provoked a lot of dangerous people in his life and also hard many others. It should not have been surprising that these people wanted revenge." She lowered her face, wiping a stream of tears that rolled down her cheeks.
Conrad Saxon applauded by clapping his hands. "I already like this guy. I did not think that there would ever be soone in the world that could get our Margaret to behave herself." He rose from his seat, walked up to them and patted Brad's shoulder. "You have my full support to marry her; I will be there for your wedding and also personally help in moving her luggage when she leaves the tower."
"I appreciate that." Brad replied with a smile.
There were no more questions, and it seed that all was well and they could get back to the al.
"Please sit." Rufus invited them to sit down.
Maureen humd silently and leaned towards Phoebe and David. "Hmm the Bradley guy may not be bad for your aunt after all. The fact that soone can finally put that monster Margaret in a cage makes happy, mother should have been here to see this, ha!" She poured herself a big serving of Nile's coconut milk, earning a glare from him which she pretended not to see. "I do think you should keep one eye open when he is around."
Connie squeezed between them to share her opinion. "I thought it was just . I don't know why but he is giving weird vibes, I an it's almost like he has a remote control that he uses to tune her. Did you hear him call her na in that cold stern kind of voice? He must be a violent man or narcissist or sothing along those lines. I should have known that a man that handso was not perfect." She voiced her misgivings. "Why couldn't he just have crooked teeth or sothing?"
"I do not like Margaret, but I will still run a background check on this Bradley guy. It seems like he is going to be a regular here at the tower and if he is trouble, I must have him banned from the grounds." David slipped in, not once breaking his eyes away from Bradley who was answering Rufus's questions.
Phoebe jutted her chin towards the spirit. "Zephyra what do you think?" She asked.
The spirit huffed. "I have to go with Connie on this one, it seems like he's controlling her sohow or perhaps Margaret is so much on love with him that she just wants to please him. Either way, sothing is not right with him...even the way he slls is off."
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