Chapter 1752
Carola stood still for a heartbeat, momentarily caught off guard. Then, realization struck her—her nephew, Lyle Happer, worked at the Owathe Police Department. Of course, he would have heard the news about the incident. Read full story at find·novel·net
“How’s the injury on your neck?” Carola’s elder brother, Nolan Happer, asked, his tone heavy with concern.
Carola offered a reassuring smile. “Much better now.”
Turning to the rest of the family, she softened her voice. “Truly, there’s no need to worry about me. It was just a minor injury. I’m fine.”
“Fine?” Galen interjected, disbelief in his voice. “You were nearly kidnapped by a gang of robbers!”
Carola let out a light, almost teasing laugh as she moved to sit beside him. “But didn’t Belinda come to my rescue? Thanks to her, I’m safe and sound. Though… I won’t lie, at the time, the situation was dangerous.”
The moment Carola mentioned Belinda, a hush fell over the room. The family members exchanged glances, their expressions tinged with guilt, awkwardness, and quiet reflection.
Only a short while ago, they had all been critical of Belinda, especially after the incident involving Kylee. But now, the very person they had once condemned had risked her life to save Carola from danger.
It was no small act.
Belinda had saved Carola’s life. The Happer family believed they owed her now. This profound debt of gratitude for preserving a precious life would forever remain etched in their hearts.
Yet at this moment, uncertainty clouded their minds as they grappled with how to face Belinda, wondering whether she still harbored bitter resentment from their troubled past.
“Carola, contact Belinda immediately and inform her that our entire family wishes to visit her and express our deepest appreciation,” Galen said, his expression serious.
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“Alright,” Carola responded with a nod.
Mitchell’s gaze drifted toward Carola before he found his voice, though uncertainty saturated every syllable. “Aunt Carola, about Kylee…”
The words died on his lips as he struggled to find the courage to continue speaking about Kylee.
The simple mention of her name draped the entire living room in an oppressive shroud, transforming the atmosphere into something suffocating.
“Never speak of her again! The mere thought of her ignites a fire of rage within me!” Galen’s features hardened into stone as he released a cold snort. The remaining family members wore expressions of equal disgust and disappointment.
At that moment, Lyle stepped forward with his perspective. “Grandpa, I believe Kylee was simply overwhelmed by terror at the time, which explains her behavior.”
Leah Happer, mother of both Lyle and Mitchell, responded with a sharp scoff. “Fear never justifies putting others in mortal danger. Carola is her mother, who was desperately trying to protect her at that time! To treat her own mother with such heartless cruelty—imagine the harm she might inflict upon strangers!”
The painful recollection of this traumatic incident settled over everyone present like a heavy blanket.
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