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 daughter would become like

I recalled the excitement and relief I had felt when encountering the villagers during

shouted for help with my last remaining strength. I had given them my name and home addres

ore

Blackthorne and David Blackthorne were by my

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to be alive. Don’t worry about such trivial

time, I had forgotten about the bracelet’s

the werewolf pups who had suffered together, only Marcus Blackwood

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

never gave

refused firmly. “You saved me

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

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

injuries, I carried him despite my own injured foot.

my ear during that journey. “When you grow up, come

to the Blackwood family to find him. But Marcus Blackwood no longer

our shared

situation crashed down on me. The family I had desperately

for six years, based on his childhood promise to “protect me for life,” had disappointed me completely. My entire life had been

reddening with unshed tears. “Would I have remained

hadn’t

guilt consuming him. But I

I would lose complete control

the end of the corridor, my vision blurred by tears. Hugo

him through my

the man was burying his face in his hands in equal anguish, then

Center Stairwell, crying softly. When I heard footsteps approaching,

my

pretended nothing had happened/forcing my

a greeting with a hoarse voice. “Hugo, what brings

noticed my red, swollen eyes despite my

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haven’t been crying,” I

genuine concern, “What happened

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“If someone’s biological parents had mistaken another child for their own, what would

carefully. “I would tell

words alone, I’d

seemed to realize something important. “Are you referring to the Whitmore family’s recent

“Perhaps Sandy Parker isn’t really the Whitmore family’s

family,” he continued thoughtfully. “Or even

not sure about

not mockingly. “The old Elena

of wallowing in self–pity, she would have taken action,”

looked up at him curiously. “What was I

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