What happened to Alton's wife?

The room plunged into an uncomfortable silence; Maureen was aware that they had no legitimate reason to ask Boyd about his wife. If he threw them out like an unwanted guests, it would not surprise her.

Phoebe was feeling awkward as well, after all, Boyd had never asked for help in dealing with the matters concerning his dead wife. This was similar to an ambush, and she did know anybody that liked to be ambushed.

Alton Boyd secretly clenched his fists, his usual sunny smile faded, and his face became frosty. He had no idea why the two Mayfair women had picked interest in his deceased wife. It was not a chapter that he liked to divulge into.

"With all due respect, I do not think that you two have anything to say about my wife." His tone was polite but less than friendly. Obviously, he wanted the conversation to be concluded even though it had barely just begun.