“You can’t guarantee it—but that doesn’t mean we should let her go because of some hypothetical risk,” Mrs. Sanders said coldly.Charlotte was quiet for a moment, her mind flashing with images of James saying he wanted a divorce. She hesitated, then said, “I may have a plan. But I’ll need both of your full cooperation—and we’ll have to wait for the right moment.”“What plan?” Mrs. Chancer and Mrs. Sanders asked in unison.Charlotte gave a small smile, leaned in, and whispered her idea. When she looked up again, her gaze drifted toward the far end of the room.---An Hour LaterJames returned home. Charlotte was holding their child, her eyes lifting to him. Ever since the rooftop incident, the tension between them had been unbearable.James now made a point to come home earlier, but even when he did, it was just to glance at the child, then sit in silence, unsure of what to say. Charlotte, meanwhile, was still haunted by the memory of James once trying to divorce her for Sarah.
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