Chapter 17 - Aunt Betsy Tries To Blackmail Me With Lies
Knowing her legal options were evaporating, Aunt Betsy attempted one final, desperate maneuver on Tuesday evening. She cornered me in the parking lot of my engineering office downtown.
"Connor, you need to call off your lawyer or I'll release damaging photos of Amy from the party," Betsy hissed venomously. "Photos of her looking exhausted while taking care of her sick baby?" I asked calmly, stepping closer.
Betsy blinked, momentarily confused by my lack of fear or intimidation. "People will say she was an unfit mother who couldn't handle domestic life!" Betsy threatened, waving her phone in the air.
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"Go ahead and post them, Betsy," I replied with a cold smile. "Every news outlet in Nashville already knows the truth about your little family cult."
Betsy turned pale as she realized her blackmail attempt had completely backfired in her face. She scurried back to her car like a frightened rat, speeding out of the parking lot.
