Chapter 161 Molly's Original Name

Patrick knocked on the door. "Dad, come out for a moment."

Shawn, in the throes of his temper, responded petulantly. "I'm asleep."

"I'll give you five minutes. Meet me in my study."

With that, Patrick walked away.

Shawn grumbled, "I'm your father, and you think you can boss me around? Dream on."

However, five minutes later, he went to Patrick's study with a sullen face. "Why is Vincent here too?"

Vincent was also seated in his brother's study.

Patrick closed the door and, with a heavy heart, addressed Shawn and Vincent, "Dad, Vincent, I saw Molly."

As Patrick's words fell, Shawn realized his true intention. No wonder he had called them to the study.

At the mention of that sensitive name, the room instantly grew cold.

Shawn remained silent for a long time.

Vincent asked Patrick, "Patrick, are you sure you didn't imagine it? It's been fifteen years. You wouldn't recognize Molly even if you saw her."

Patrick shook his head. "I might not recognize her face, but the bite mark on her arm suggests that she is Molly."

Patrick looked at them, his expression serious, and emphasized, "I didn't imagine it. I grabbed her hand. Dad, Vincent, Molly is really waiting for us." Shawn grew serious.

At the mention of that child, his hands clenched into fists.

"Patrick, I want you to let go," he said.

Patrick's eyes were cold as he looked at Shawn. "Dad, you used Molly's information to trick me into marrying Vera. You know very well whether that information was real or not." The information Shawn had given him was later revealed to be convincingly fake.

By then, he had already started to care for Vera and didn't argue with Shawn about it.

had found him a wife, Patrick pretended the information

searching for Molly, until that day when they

caught Molly, but she escaped

of town for a few days to find

different areas. He decided to search for them personally. Shawn knew that

considered that Molly might be

he had seen Molly,

Molly is your own

search for her, but he also told him she might not

little girl, Shawn's eyes well up with

she was his own

to find that child, to hold her after work, listen to her prattle, and play with

raised his hand to wipe

the youngest daughter of the Olteran

sister of Vincent, the mayor of

childhood, and their mother, Hazel Olteran, stricken with grief, fell ill and

became an eternal pain in

head, memories of

thirteen,

years old, was cradled in his

was overgrown with weeds, with bricks and wooden beams scattered on the ground, along with

Open your eyes and look at me. I'm scared when

protect you. I won't let them take

but his grip was strong, shielding his sister

and Cindy must find me and bring

children's

her way

find the birthmark on her body,

that if she became unrecognizable, Patrick wouldn't recognize her on

made

arm and bit down hard

cold sweat, but she was determined to leave

when she had bitten her arm until it bled, then she

ached for her

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