WantNovelChapter 386
Mrs. Chancer took Lucy's hand tightly. "Lucy, I'm so sorry," she said, her voice trembling.
"Mom, what are you talking about?" A bad feeling washed over Lucy.
Sure enough, her mother choked up as she continued, "Lucy, it'sand your brother who have
wronged you. We need you to take responsibility for the Luther villa incident."
Lucy stared at her mother in shock, disbelief plastered across her face. "Mom, what are you saying?
You know about the villa incident? Then you must also know it wasn't me! It was Charlotte! She
framed me!" Her voice rose as her eyes widened.
Mrs. Chancer's eyes were bloodshot, and her lips quivered. "Lucy, you have to think of the family..."
"Think of the family? So you're planning to sacrificefor it? This is because of Sarah, isn't it?
She's close to finding evidence, so to protect Charlotte, you're willing to throwunder the bus?"
Lucy's voice cracked as tears streamed down her face.
It hit her how absurd she had been, clinging to the belief that her mother loved her the most and would do
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇteverything to get her out. Yet, after days of pleading and hoping, this was the outcome?
Mrs. Chancer straightened her back, her initial pain for her daughter replaced by steely determination. She
thought of the child Charlotte was carrying, and her resolve hardened. "Lucy, this isn't up to you. The only thing
you can do now is admit that you caused the villa incident."
"Why should I? | didn't do it! Why should | take the blame? Mom, you've letdown. Just because of the child
she's carrying, you're ready to give up on your own daughter!" Lucy's eyes burned with despair and anger.
At that moment, she wished her mother had never come. Hearing such cruel words was worse than being left to
fend for herself.
"Lucy, don't be stubborn. You're part of this family. For years, I've spoiled and protected you, no matter what
trouble you caused. But now it's your turn to contribute to the Chancers," Mrs. Chancer said coldly, rising from
her seat and towering over Lucy.
The weight of her mother's words crushed Lucy. Her shoulders sagged, and a bitter smile played on her lips.
Slowly, she stood up. "Mom, | won't do it. Sarah will find the evidence, and | won't help Charlotte."
Without waiting for a response, Lucy turned and walked away.
Mrs. Chancer watched her daughter's defeated figure disappear, her hand half- raised as if to stop her. But in the
end, she couldn't find the words to say. Riverside Road-Sarah returned here once again, months after her last
visit.
The last tshe was home, she had found that peculiar photo. This time, she hoped to uncover more clues,
something that might help her piece together her fractured memories.
She had already searched through the storage room last tand found nothing unusual. Determined, she
decided to look through her parents’ bedroom this time, hoping to find anything that could trigger a memory.
Stepping into the master bedroom, she was surrounded by the familiar furniture and decor. The
sight overwhelmed her, and she nearly broke down in tears.
That soft, cozy bed held so many of her childhood memories. Countless nights were spent curled up
with her mother, begging for bedtstories.
"Mom, | want to hear this one!"
"Alright, let's have your dad play the frog."
"Little frog, I'm here to keep you company."
The echoes of the past rang so vividly in her mind, it felt as if they could cto life at any
moment.
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