Ethan’s death had caused some rifts, even though the killer had confessed and Sadie had nothing to do
with it.
Bill purposely didn’t inform Sadie, bringing only my mom instead.
Seeing him carefully supporting my mom, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. His situation was too tragic.
After years of spoiling Sadie, he would soon find out that she wasn’t even his daughter, and Monica had always loved another man, constantly plotting to take Bill’s wealth.
As for his real daughter, Zoey had passed away long ago. It wasn’t that there was no retribution, but the time for it hadn’t yet arrived.
When that moment finally came, all the wrongs of these years would catch up to Bill, and he would pay for everything he’d done.
Not long after Bill got out of the car, Sadie appeared uninvited, giving him a headache. “What are you doing here? Aren’t you done causing trouble already? You don’t belong here.”
Sadie pretended to be meek. “Dad, I know I was wrong. I won’t act rashly again. I’m just scared you might reject me. I didn’t come for Ashley.”
Bill snorted, then asked about her hand injury. Seeing how much more obedient Sadie was today, it seemed my plan to leak the news of the Hudsons‘ gathering had worked. I hoped she wouldn’t ruin it.
I looked away and helped my mom leave. “Let’s go, Mom.”
My mom was too tired to care about their father–daughter drama. She had seen it all before.
Lately, she spent her days resting, and a walk outside helped her mood.
She wasn’t bothered by Sadie’s appearance. Little did she know, it was all part of my plan.
Around the corner of the garden, Nicholas appeared from behind the rockery. He watched my mom from afar, his eyes filled with longing and sympathy, softly calling out, “Philippa.”
“W–why are you here?” My mom instinctively took a step back.
I spoke up, “Mom, Nicholas just wants to talk to you for a moment. I’ll keep an eye on Bill for you.”
Nicholas stopped a few steps away from her. She felt uneasy but couldn’t resist the warmth in his gaze.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, I’m fine.”
I stepped back and called Damian over. “Damian, I need you to do something for me.”
“Of course, Mrs. Zoey.”
I whispered, “I want to let Sadie know that Anna is pregnant with Luke’s child.”
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Chapter 243 A Puppet
Chapter 243 A Puppet
