It seemed like Lisbeth's words had struck a chord with Sheryl.
Perhaps Aurelia had set Jelena up with Fredric. Or, how else had that temptress ended up in Fredric's company?
As silence wrapped around them, Lisbeth patted Sheryl’s hand reassuringly. "Sheryl, you know I've got your back. But Aurelia is the matriarch of the family. If she steps in, she might sway the others. Get yourself prepared."
Sheryl's face turned blue with anger, and she was about to confront Aurelia.
Aurelia had just finished a department meeting when Sheryl called. She headed down to a quiet booth in the coffee shop.
Sheryl was fuming as she cut to the chase. "Aurelia, you've got me all screwed up. Fredric's been messing around with Jelena, and you assured me there was nothing between them. I've been kind to you since you married into the Stirling family, never a cross word between us, yet you've been stabbing me in the back all this time. That's pretty cold-hearted of you."
Aurelia knew she'd be the scapegoat, suffering from great grievance.
"Sheryl, please calm down. I only found out about this a day before you did." Then she told Sheryl about the party that night.
"Jelena was drunk, and somebody drugged Fredric. They didn't even know who they were with when it happened. The person to blame is the one who drugged Fredric. He’s the instigator."
Sheryl scoffed, "For all we know, Jelena could've been the one to drug him."
Aurelia snorted. "If Jelena wanted to throw herself at him, would she need to drug him? You know what Fredric's like. He's no saint. If a woman throws herself at him, would he turn her down? He takes whatever he’s got."
A hint of a smirk tugged at Sheryl's lips. Aurelia had hit a nerve.
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