273.Chapter 273

"I... I don't know." Gemma stammered, her voice trembling as she tried to defend herself.

"You don't know?" Desmond's gaze locked onto her, sharp and unrelenting. "The shop you opened near Camilla's apartment—where'd you get the money for that? How much did it cost to take over the place?"

"I... I..." Gemma faltered, her words tripping over each other. "I only helped her sell her house, but I real