Chapter 1215 Who Is It

• The man shook his head so hard his hair sprayed sweat. "It wasn't my call," he babbled. "Orders from above. I swear, miss, I never meant to lay a hand on you. We agreed we'd only go far enough to frame your brother—no more."
• Abigail's laugh was brittle as broken glass. "Far enough? Clever. Ruin Aiden's name and toss me back into the abyss in one stroke."
• Her eyes blazed. "If I weren't waiting for Aiden to return, I would end you myself this very second."