Sheryn’s resentment was swelling inside her like a sponge soaked to bursting, ready to split wide open.-As Yale helped Tyler back toward the ward, he asked, “What’s your move on Ms. Lyons?”He knew Tyler’s temperament. If Sheryn had pushed it this far, Tyler wasn’t going to just let it slide.Tyler thought for a moment. “Cut off every card they’ve got. If she wants to be Howard’s lapdog, let’s see if he’s willing to feed her.”Yale chuckled. “That’s not happening. Howard can barely keep himself together. He’s not about to bankroll Ms. Lyons. She’s no use to him, anyway.”Tyler smirked and patted Yale on the shoulder. “If you can see that and they can’t, that’s their problem. I gave them a chance, but they refused to take it."“You’ve already done more than enough. Whatever her mother did for you years ago, they’ve taken plenty from you since,” Yale said. “Push the evidence search, and get me the best lawyer you can find," Tyler replied.If Howard won this case, he would onl
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