Chapter 596

As Cynthia dove into the conversation, it cracked open like an egg, revealing a messy center.

Salma felt a flicker of hope. Sure, the words didn't prove anything, but it was a start. Keeping her cool, she said, "I didn't catch all the details. I was in a rush to drop off some stuff for you guys. Justice has a way of surfacing; the cops will figure it out. If someone took Pattie, just bring her back, and we'll call it even."

Cynthia shot back, "It's been months. Are you really sure the kid's still alive? For all we know, she could be..."

"Mom, I'm thirsty," Gianna interrupted, appearing at the top of the staircase.

At home, Gianna ditched the veil, and her unveiled face caught Salma off guard. The sight was unsettling. That initial shock was something Cynthia and Colton had gotten used to over time.

Gianna's self-deprecating voice cut through, "Aunt Sal, did my face scare you?" Salma fumbled, "Gianna, it's not what you think. Modern medicine might have a

closer, her marred face confronting Salma

cents, "Gianna's disfigurement? Blame your daughter for that. If Anastasia hadn't egged her on to dump Joey, this mess wouldn't have happened. Ana knew Joey was cheating and said nothing. She had it out for Gianna, didn't

can you blame Ana?" Salma retorted defensively, "Joey's infidelity wasn't Ana's doing.

"My marriage failed, I've been childless-bad karma, right? Then what about Ana? She lost her son, and now her daughter. Sounds like she's reaping what she sowed." Salma, desperate to defuse, pleaded, "Gianna, don't be

still hope she's alive?"

shot, Gianna retreated to her room, leaving Cynthia trembling. Gianna's insinuations

leave. My home can't house a saint like you. Don't

stern look from Cynthia sent him

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