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Kelly said nothing. She simply hung up, the phone’s click echoing in the silence.
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Eric wasn’t a man without means. Far from it. Over the years, he had accumulated wealth, managing it with a careful precision. He had skillfully invested the compensation from Kelly’s parents‘ property demolition, as well as their inheritance, growing his fortune with a shrewd eye for opportunity.
What he lacked wasn’t resources; it was the will to return any of it to Kelly.
Once the call ended, Kelly let out a low, humorless laugh.
People, she thought bitterly, are so difficult to understand.
“Kelly, does my dad owe you a lot of money?” Faye’s voice was soft, her words heavy with the knowledge of something she couldn’t quite name.
Kelly’s gaze lingered on her, the corners of her mouth tightening slightly. “A lot. Enough that he’ll never be able to repay it in his lifetime.”
But it wasn’t just the money. It was the stolen lives of her parents that weighed on her–lives taken too
soon.
That night, Eric sent Kelly the transfer records, showing that the demolition funds had been deposited. “Kelly, the money from your parents‘ demolition fund is in your account now. I’ll send the money for the heritage house soon. Please, let me see Faye.”
Kelly picked up her phone, her fingers moving with deliberate ease. She turned the camera to Faye. “Faye, say hello to your dad.”
Faye stood still by the bed, her body tense. She spoke barely above a whisper. “Dad …
Kelly filmed only Faye’s face. She knew that Eric wouldn’t be able to tell they were in the hospital.
After sending the video, Eric quickly transferred the money for the heritage house.
“Eric, you’ve made quite a profit off my parents‘ funds,” Kelly said, her voice calm but cold. “I’m only taking back the principal. That’s all I’m asking for. Tomorrow, we’ll sort out Faye’s custody. I’ll transfer it to you, but I have one condition.”
“Tell me what it is,” Eric responded, his voice strained, impatient.
“Tell me … how did my parents die?” Kelly’s tone was firm, her words piercing the tension.
“Kelly…” Eric’s voice faltered, unease creeping into his words. “They… they probably committed suicide.”
Kelly’s lips twisted into a bitter smile. “You’re still lying.”
She paused, watching his reaction, before her voice turned even colder. “Let me rephrase the question. Were the Lynches involved?” Her eyes never left the screen. “Think carefully before you speak.”
Eric hesitated, then sighed in resignation. “Yes… they knew about the demolition funds for your parents‘ heritage house,” he admitted, the words heavy on his tongue. His response wasn’t complete, but it was enough to confirm Kelly’s suspicions. The Lynches had a hand in her parents‘ deaths.
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Kelly’s eyes narrowed. “And what about you? Were you involved?”
He went silent.
His eyes shifted, unable to meet hers.
* I… I never meant to hurt your parents,” he finally murmured. “Clarissa and Beau were at your parents‘ house before they died. I don’t know what they said to them…” His voice trailed off, weak and uncertain, as if the words were too heavy to say.
Kelly lifted her head, fighting back the sting of tears that burned her eyes. “The Lynches… all they care about is money, and they’ll stop at nothing to get it,” she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper, thick with contempt.
“Forget about Regina’s letter of understanding. We’ve already taken this to court, and she’s as good as sentenced. You’d better lawyer up if you want any chance of shortening her time,” Kelly said, her voice heavy, carrying the weight of finality.
“Kelly… “Eric’s voice came through, tight and pained, as if his teeth were grinding together in restraint.
Without a second thought, Kelly pressed the end call button. Her eyes, reddened with both grief and fury, stared out the window, but her mind was elsewhere.
The Lynches…
Clarissa. Beau.
Her fingers dug into the phone, her whole body trembling, a storm of anger and dread roiling inside her.
There was nothing left to lose.
And if it came down to it, she was ready to fight–no matter the cost.
After leaving the sterile walls of the hospital, Kelly and Eric finalized the custody transfer for Faye.
Before following Eric, Faye hesitated, casting one last glance at Kelly.
There was sadness in her eyes.
“Kelly … ” Faye’s voice quivered, a soft plea hidden in the syllables.
“Kelly,” Eric murmured, his voice laden with concern. “What’s your plan? You’re alone with all that money… it’s dangerous.”
Kelly didn’t answer.
She simply slid into Oscar’s car without a second glance.
She didn’t trust Eric. She knew he’d tell Clarissa where she was headed.
But with Oscar and Melody by her side, Clarissa would think twice before making any rash moves.
“What are you going to do Kelly?” Melody’s soft voice broke the silence from the backseat.
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“I’m going back to work at the hospital,” Kelly replied, her tone flat, a decision made long ago.
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Melody stared at her, disbelief in her wide eyes. “Back to the hospital? You’re walking right into danger”
Kelly’s gaze hardened, her words cold. “Regina’s sentenging is a donc deal. The Lynches have already abandoned her.” The media made it plain–Clarissa, when pressed by reporters, was already working to protect herself, claiming that her sister had always been reckless and spoiled.
Beau, too, was quick to distance himself, claiming Regina had to own her mistakes. It was a convenient narrative that served them both.
“Wally’s been caught. They can’t touch me now,” Kelly assured Melody, though her voice was brittle.
Melody sighed, but no words followed:
Kelly had changed, undeniably. Ever since the mental hospital, the warmth had drained from her.
She was colder now–harder.
The battles in Solmaris hadn’t hardened her like this.
It wasn’t war that made people cruel. It was people themselves.
“By the way, I asked around about the buyer of your family’s heritage house,” Oscar said, breaking the silence, his gaze flickering to Kelly. “It was sold recently. The buyer was anonymous, and they requested that the identity stay under wraps, so… I’m sorry. It’s going to be tough for you to buy it back.”
Kelly’s fists clenched tightly, the weight of his words pressing down on her chest. She didn’t respond right away, her head dropping in quiet frustration.
“Take me to the demolition zone,” she finally said, her voice steady, resolute. She had to see it, just once
more.
“Kelly …” Melody’s voice quivered with concern. “Going there now… it might be too painful.”
Her parents had died there, and revisiting it could only bring more heartache. But Kelly didn’t care. The past had already left its mark on her soul. She had to see it.
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