to deny it and cover for Tiff like I always had, I couldn’t seem to do much of anything other than stare and blink. My mouth opened and closed a few times, yet no words came out.
“She asked me to come here to publicly put an end to that woman’s jealous nonsense. I agreed, because just hearing that someone is saying anything bad about Tiff enrages me. I’d do anything to protect her, to keep her safe. I know not everyone likes her. I get that, and I understand why. Most of the time, their reasons for disliking her are completely valid. But that doesn’t mean I’m okay with anyone spreading lies about her.”
I just nodded and bit my tongue, choosing to let him get whatever this was off his chest without my commentary and opinions regarding my sister.
“But now I’m wondering why she’d get me involved at all. I truly didn’t think it was true, because let’s be real, why would she ask me to come here if what that chick was saying was real? It didn’t make any sense.”
“Maybe it’s not true…” I was torn between doing the right thing and not wanting to hurt him. He honestly did seem to be a great guy, and while I, now more than ever, didn’t think she deserved him, I also didn’t think that he deserved that kind of heartache. “You said yourself that those photos could’ve been doctored.”
“I only said that so she didn’t have the satisfaction of knowing that it got to me.” Adam pinched the bridge of his nose, as if fighting off a migraine. “His excuse about Tiff’s car being at his house…I don’t buy that, either.”
“Why not?” I thought it’d been a pretty good explanation.
“You know your sister. She has to have the best of the best, and she has to be the first and only one to have it. She made me exchange her engagement ring because it was too similar to someone else’s, but rather than just swap it out for another one similar in price, she demanded a more expensive one. That way, her ring cost more than any of her friends’.”
I rolled my eyes so hard they felt sore afterward.
“So, do you really think she’d be okay with anyone else driving the same car as her around town? It doesn’t matter if she knows the person or not. If she caught wind that anyone else within a hundred miles owned a Bugatti Chiron, she would’ve sold it.” He took a deep breath and dropped his head back against the leather headrest. “Not to mention, there’s not another one in the same color as hers in the entire world. It was a custom paint job.”
“If you knew she was telling the truth to begin with, why did you keep denying it?”
“Probably due to the same reason as your friend.”
I was confused for a moment, then I asked, “Jeannine? What makes you think she believed her, too?”
“We made eye contact right before she got up from the table. I’m not a mind reader, so I can’t be positive, but there was just something in her eyes that I could relate to. Then there’s the fact that she didn’t take her husband’s hand when we walked out. I’d bet that she believes him about as much as I believe your sister.” Just then, he leaned forward and touched the driver’s shoulder, gaining his attention. “Excuse me, sir, but would you mind pulling over and letting me out?”
“What? No. You can’t do that,” I protested.
But he calmly looked at me and smiled. “It’s okay, Tasha. I need a breather before getting back to the house. I know enough people in this town that I’ll be all right. I promise.”
I didn’t want to let him out of the car; he was too broken to be wandering around by himself. Granted, it was in the middle of the day, and it wasn’t like we were in a bad part of town. We were actually only about fifteen minutes away from the house, so if he really wanted to, he could’ve walked home. It wasn’t like Adam was a stranger to a bit of exercise.
I knew I should’ve called Ty to inform him of what had just happened, but I didn’t have it in me at the moment to deal with him. Somehow, I’d be the one hearing the lecture, and I was sick and tired of taking the brunt of Tiffany’s actions. She cheated. I didn’t. So