Chapter 1157

King was at a loss for words, a rare moment for him. He'd always known who his mother was and, by extension, the drama that had unfolded with the Dorsey family years ago, all narrated by his mother herself. Her stories were raw and unfiltered. Orla, his mother's older sister, had been like a second mom. Before Orla's mysterious disappearance, she had showered her sister with affection, nurturing her naivety and innocence. But when Orla vanished, it seemed like their family was cursed. Decades had passed-nearly thirty years-and now, someone was telling him that Orla was still alive.

His mother had always hoped for two people to outlive her: her child and her sister.

"Sir, where should I take this person?" came a voice, snapping King back to reality.

He lowered his eyes, "I'll send you an address. Take her there."

"Understood, sir. Also, this lady kept insisting we go back for Ms. Sarah, claiming she's a guardian angel to her sister and once saved her and the child. I'm not quite familiar with the whole story, but thought you should know."

Before the words were fully out, King had pieced it together. Sarah must be the guardian angel his mother spoke of, Brielle's biological mother.

Sarah was his mother's savior, he would have treated Brielle differently. He had been too harsh, causing her

she knew, would be furious from beyond the grave for

had messed

in smoke from helicopter wreckage. Dustin was already

Meanwhile, Brielle found solace

sounds of nocturnal creatures. Isaac needed his rest, so she left him sleeping,

the fruit trees, gathering more than before. As she made her way

her name called out

fnet

spine, a common reaction for anyone in such a secluded spot. Instinctively, she dropped her fruit and executed a flawless throw, pinning the

surprise, it was

what a waste," he sighed, looking at

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