After silently roasting him in her head, Arabella Donovan felt something was off. 'If Zane Lynch really can't perform, then where did their child come from?'
'So, it's not that he can't perform. At most, he's just unlucky, a bit dense, and slow on the uptake. He managed to lose his wife and child just like that.'
Cold sweat dripped down Hugh Donovan's forehead as he listened to the story of Zane Lynch and his wife.
He was relieved that while his family's drama was a headache, at least it wasn't this hellish. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a bit of schadenfreude. 'My dear younger cousin is always complaining about how unreliable I am, but Cousin Eloise's cousin is way more unreliable than me. Compared to him, I don't seem so bad after all.'
Eloise Donovan couldn't get the tea remotely due to the distance, but she had an ace up her sleeve. While she was talking to Arabella Donovan, Mrs. Donovan compiled the whole story and texted it to her.
