Chapter 1686:

The sight of Tasha breaking down in tears, her sobs wracking her fragile frame, struck a chord deep within Tamara. Whatever blame or bitterness she had harbored toward her began to ebb away, replaced by a quiet ache of sympathy.

She thought of all the years Tasha had waited for Elwood, pouring her heart into him without complaint, and the reprimand she had prepared for Tasha caught in her throat. With a weary sigh, she reached for a tissue and gently dabbed at Tasha’s cheek, her touch tender.

“Alright, stop crying,” she said softly. “I’m not angry with you.”

Tasha looked up, her swollen eyes searching Tamara’s face, and for the first time in hours, she felt a weight lift from her chest. She now believed Tamara wouldn’t hold the matter against her.

“No,” Tasha murmured, her voice catching as fresh tears spilled down her face. “The blame is mine. I acted on impulse. I should’ve spoken to you first, but I didn’t, and now the damage can’t be undone.” She choked on the words.

she spoke this way—she truly meant it. She loathed her own rashness and wished she could turn back time and undo

voice low and tinged with weariness. “What’s done is done—no use crying over it. All we

was right—there was no undoing the past. Regret wouldn’t fix the matter. What they needed now was a plan to

Lucas left the Clarks’ residence. The car glided quietly down the road, but it wasn’t long before Lucas turned slightly toward Belinda,

his tone casual but curious, “what did you and my father talk

fixed on the passing scenery, but her voice was calm. “Mr. Clark has a keen eye. He sensed that I didn’t

your source for

a brow, visibly shocked that


it?” he asked, his

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