Chapter 278

No one could say exactly when it started, but at some point, he had stopped calling her Ms. Linwood. Now, every time they spoke, he seemed to insist on drawing her close, making sure they faced each other directly.

"Mr. Foster, is there something you need?" Claire's voice was soft, with a faint tremble.

Sean's reply was deep and even, almost casual. "Brian's parents are here. They've brought Irene."

His tone made it sound like the most ordinary news, but Claire instantly felt a tension settle over the room, heavy and unyielding.

Her pupils constricted in shock.

The moment she had waited and hoped for-endured five years for-had finally arrived.

Though Jeffry had already uncovered the truth, Irene's presence meant

everything to Claire. Irene was the only one who could truly clear her name. Only Irene's testimony could finally, completely, lift the injustice that had haunted Claire for five long years.

Letting Sean's guiding hand lead her, Claire sat down beside him.

instruction to Grace.

been waiting

faces.

and eaten breakfast-this couple had stood outside Foster

by standing there exposed to the elements, they were trying to punish themselves for their mistakes, to offer some

and lifeless against skin that had gone pale as

opened the front door and called out to the figures waiting beyond the iron gate, "You can come in

as if

turned to lead. It was all they

so sure of themselves, so eager to confront Claire, to shame her.

Claire had never harmed Irene. Yet what happened to Irene had become the start of Claire's nightmare, sending her

parents, their faces ashen with remorse. Her heart was heavy with

owe it to Claire-there's no running

was steady, unwavering. Pushing her wheelchair forward, she led the way into the house,

living room sofa, it was as if all the strength left their bodies. Their knees buckled, and with a dull thud, Jarrod

Jarrod's voice was hoarse and shaking,

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