Chapter 1903
His jaw slackened slightly as utter bewilderment crossed his face.
He had never expected something like this.
When his thoughts turned to Belinda, his emotions twisted into a tangled knot. After all the pain and suffering he and his brother had inflicted on her innocent heart in the past, she must still harbor resentment toward them.
Mitchell furrowed his brows, unsure of what to do for a moment.
Then he thought of Kylee.
“And what about Kylee? She—”
Before Mitchell could finish speaking, Galen’s stern voice cut him off.
Tunny had once been Kylee’s cat, a little creature she loved dearly.
But one day, a housemaid came rushing in with shocking news—Tunny was dead. Kylee was devastated, crying uncontrollably until her chest heaved.
When Lyle and Mitchell went to her room, they found Kylee clutching Tunny’s limp body in her arms, sobbing so hard she could barely catch her breath.
No matter how they questioned her, Kylee refused to say how the poor cat had died.
In the end, it was the housemaid, unable to remain silent any longer, who revealed what had happened.
She claimed that both she and Kylee had seen Belinda drop Tunny from the second-floor balcony.
When they confronted Belinda, she denied it, insisting she had been falsely accused. But with two witnesses standing against her, how could she possibly be innocent?
Back then, without the slightest hesitation, they had branded Belinda as Tunny’s killer and—
Lyle and Mitchell could barely bring themselves to recall what they had done afterward.
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The mere memory filled them with pain.
After forcing himself to calm down, Lyle spoke firmly. “Mitchell, our priority now is to track down that maid and make her tell the truth. Only then can we prove Belinda’s innocence. I remember she worked for the Happer family for a long time, but she resigned just a month after the incident. That resignation seems highly suspicious now.”
Mitchell nodded sharply. “Alright. I’ll start making calls and pull every string I can to find her.”
“I’ll investigate this myself as well,” Lyle replied.
The two brothers immediately sprang into action.
The next day.
Early in the morning, Carola made her way to the prison. She had come with a single purpose—to have a serious conversation with Holley.
Sitting across from her, Carola appeared composed and elegant, while Holley—disheveled, overweight, and broken—shot her a bitter glance, resentment burning in her eyes.
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