Chapter 3

On the way home, Jack Lane drove while Lynn kept me company in the back seat.

She looked at me with concern and said softly, "Evelyn, don't you regret it? I heard the Hughes family is loaded. If you do, it's still not too late to go back."

They both shot a glance at the fancy car parked in the distance, where Madeline was climbing in with a smug grin plastered on her face.

Rebecca, meanwhile, slipped into the passenger seat, looking a little annoyed.

Jack caught my eye in the rearview mirror, his expression uneasy.

"Ms. Anderson, Mr. Lane,…