William asked her what was on her mind instead.
“So what exactly are you thinking?”
“I have a friend who happens to require restoring grandma's old house. It’s been vacant for the past five years since Grammy passed away.”
She added, “I promised to help her with interior design, and we are looking for someone else to help with the restoration work. I guess you can help her with it. Her family owns a hotel close to her Grammy’s house.”
“So?” William questioned with mischief in his eyes.
“I think you said something about giving her content.”
William did not like where her idea was going.
“Are you sure about that? It’s most likely to spread out. The pictures were blurry the last time, but that won’t always be the case. We can get you a fake identity, but we can’t change your face. I don’t think that’s worth the risk.”
“Don’t worry about that. A clean hand needs no washing. Let Supriya do as she wishes. We’ll collect evidence and sue her all at once.”
Rosaline added as an afterthought.
