Ever since William Hale went public with his relationship with Zoe Bell, she had already been steeped in controversy, and now, the scandal involving the manufacture and sale of inferior incense spices had propelled her to the center of the storm.
"Who the hell did this!" Wyatt Hale ranted at home, "There must be someone behind this!"
"Don't let me catch him, or I'll make him pay."
Zoe Bell closed her store, and Wyatt Hale had lost his source of income.
Cutting off his finances, how could he tolerate it? Besides, he had been involved in the making of his sister-in-law's products almost the whole time and had never seen things like peanut shells or synthetic fragrances.
As he spoke, his gaze shifted to his older brother, "Brother..."
William Hale remained expressionless.
"Could it be one of your rotten flings? Jealous that sister-in-law married you, not daring to provoke you openly, so she plays dirty behind your back, using these sordid, underhanded tactics?"