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Chapter 152

Chapter 152: The Truth Unvelled

Chapter 152: The Truth Unveiled

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

William Parker walked to the bedside and was about to sit down when he suddenly froze. His entire body

went rigid as if struck by lightning.

After a long moment, he slowly sat on the edge of the bed with his back to me, remaining completely silent.

The silence stretched between us like a heavy curtain.

I approached him directly, my heart pounding with anticipation. “William, I need to ask you about the 322

child k********g case.”

His shoulders tensed visibly at my words.

“Did you see the two werewolf pups who escaped to your village?” I pressed on, my voice steady despite the

turmoil inside me.

I described what I remembered with painful clarity. “The girl was wearing a goose–yellow top with white

overalls.”

William remained silent for what felt like an eternity. Perhaps due to his daughter’s current situation, his

conscience was finally being tormented by guilt and unease.

He finally looked up at me, his eyes filled with anguish. “I should have guessed that girl was you.”

The admission hit me like a physical blow. My breath caught in my throat.

I took a deep breath, steadying myself for what I needed to know. “Were you the person I sought help from

before losing consciousness?”

William’s face crumpled with remorse. “Yes, it was me.”

He began apologizing with deep, overwhelming guilt. “I’m so sorry. Our family was in such dire financial

straits back then.”

His voice broke as he continued. “The temptation of that money was too great for us to resist.”

William wiped away tears with his scarred hands. “I agreed to let Sandy impersonate Marcus Blackwood’s

savior.”

“I thought once we got the money, we could escape poverty,” he confessed. “Buy a big house in the city and

live a peaceful life.”

shook with sobs. “I never imagined my

as painful memories flooded back like a dam bursting. I recalled the excitement and relief I had

with my last remaining strength. I had given them my name

ore

Blackthorne and David Blackthorne were by my bedside. I had mentioned

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“You’re lucky to be alive.

forgotten about the bracelet’s existence

Marcus Blackwood had survived along with me.

how he had carried me when I sprained my ankle during our desperate escape.

times but never

behind, he refused firmly. “You saved me first. I

we hid in thorn bushes. He protected me with his own

that desolate forest for two days and nights. We survived by drinking morning dew and

him despite my own injured foot.

in my ear during that journey. “When you grow up, come find me at the Blackwood family. I will protect

to the Blackwood family to

or our shared

present, the full weight of my situation crashed down on me. The family I had desperately tried to please for years weren’t my biological

to “protect me for life,” had disappointed me completely. My entire life

eyes reddening with unshed

I hadn’t

consuming him. But I turned away, wiping my tears

I would lose complete control if I

corridor, my vision blurred by tears.

him through

man was burying his face

Stairwell, crying

away my tears and stood

pretended nothing had happened/forcing my expression into

was Hugo, I stammered a greeting with a hoarse voice. “Hugo, what brings you

despite my denial.

T

crying,” I

with genuine concern, “What happened

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posed a hypothetical question, my voice shaking slightly. “If someone’s biological parents had mistaken another child

would tell them the

words alone, I’d suggest DNA evidence,” he

referring to the

amber eyes studied my face intently. “Perhaps Sandy Parker isn’t really the

Whitmore family,” he continued thoughtfully.

“I’m not sure about my own

“The old

self–pity, she would have taken action,”

curiously. “What was I like

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