Chapter 1810
Lucas’ lips twitched into a faint smile. “Given Sarai’s recent behavior, I’m inclined to agree. Also, my team has looked into that junkie. So far, his confession to the police holds up—nothing suggests he was paid off.”
Belinda’s lips curled into a faint smirk at Lucas’ words. “So, the robbery targeting Kenia and Margie that day seems to have been an accident, and Sarai just happened to be there?”
Lucas nodded. “That’s right.”
But the glint of skepticism in both their eyes betrayed their doubts—neither bought the idea of it being pure chance.
After a brief silence, a thought struck Belinda. She turned to Lucas. “This afternoon, Nalani visited me at the hospital. She picked up on me dodging her and pressed me about it. I was straight with her, told her why I was keeping my distance…”
She gave Lucas a quick rundown of their conversation.
Lucas raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “From how Nalani reacted, it sounds like there’s something murky about Kylee’s parentage.”
Belinda gave a small nod. “Yeah, Nalani’s face was a mix of shock and anger. Kylee’s parentage might be more complicated than it seems.”
Lucas’ eyes narrowed, his voice steady. “Still, since Nalani said Elwood’s situation won’t affect her, you don’t need to keep avoiding her. Just treat her like before.”
Belinda’s face lit up with a smile. “Yeah, I think so, too.”
Lucas said nothing more, and they drove the rest of the way in silence.
When they arrived home, Lucas went to the study to work, while Belinda headed to Kenia’s room.
She knocked lightly and stepped inside, finding Kenia still watching TV.
“Grandma,” Belinda said, settling beside her.
“You’re back.” Kenia smiled warmly, grabbing the remote to mute the TV.
“How is Sarai doing?” Belinda asked.
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Kenia blinked, her voice calm. “She seems okay. Her recovery’s on track, from what I could tell.”
“That’s good,” Belinda said with a slight nod, then pressed further. “What else did you two talk about?”
Kenia answered truthfully, “She apologized to me. Said she is truly sorry to me and you and knows she messed up.”
Belinda didn’t respond right away, letting the words hang. After a moment, she met Kenia’s gaze. “Grandma, I want to know, what do you think about Sarai?”
Kenia’s brow creased slightly, though her expression stayed composed. “I don’t have much of an opinion. I’m just grateful she saved me and Margie.”
Belinda studied her for a beat, then asked softly, “Do you want to forgive her?”
Kenia shook her head, her tone even. “It’s not my place to forgive her.”
Belinda understood her instantly.
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