Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 249

"Divorce?" She chuckled as if she had just heard a joke. "He's been dragging his feet, not wanting to let you go. Do you think I haven't noticed? But it works out for me, too. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to lure you here alone!"

I latched onto a key phrase. "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" Her smile was intriguing. "Oh, Jane, you've crossed someone you shouldn't have! Don't be so smug. In the face of power, you and me are like ants, easily crushed by others."

A suspicion formed in my mind, and I probed, "Are you talking about Dorothy?"

I couldn't think of anyone else who had it out for me.

Margaret's gaze flickered, almost too quick to catch, and she looked at me with amusement.

"Do you think I'd tell you?" She leaned in, her voice filled with venom, "I wish you were dead. I wish she could kill you!"

Standing up straight, she added, "Well, I've got things to do. Enjoy your stay!"

After that, she turned on a camera, placed it on the nightstand, and patted my face mockingly. "This time, I'm going to let the whole internet see what you look like in bed!"

Then, she walked out.

In desperation, I tried to get up, tumbling and struggling because I could hardly muster any strength, and fell hard to the floor, "Margaret!"

She didn't respond, kept walking, and picked up her phone, speaking respectfully, "Don't worry. By the end, you'll get what you want..."

Her voice trailed off, the door opened, and a man in his thirties with a buzz cut walked in.