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Chapter 1617
Chapter 1617
At that moment, Brian’s phone broke the silence. Inspecting the caller ID, he saw it was the police station, and he raised an eyebrow. “Hello?”
“Mr. Hughes, Darrion has recanted his statement, claiming Beal Forbes orchestrated the car incident. We're proceeding with Beal's arrest in accordance with the law.”
Asmile played on Brian’s lips as he expressed his gratitude. He had told the police beforehand that should Darrion amend his testimony, they were to notify him without delay. And true to his anticipation, Darrion had indeed altered his account.
After hanging up the phone, Brian turned to Gail and relayed, “The police called. The driver confessed. It was Beal who directed him to attack Rosalynn. They're gearing up to apprehend Beal now.”
Gail, upon hearing the news, noticed Selina tremble, her complexion turning ghostly white.
Selina was bewildered. Why had Darrion withdrawn his admission?
Hadn't he promised to own up to his actions?
Now, with her father on the brink of arrest, it was clear her father had orchestrated a murder to bury the secrets of the past. Selina feared her wonderful life was unraveling.
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Gail, locking eyes with Rosalynn, initially grappled with denial, but acceptance soon replaced it. The realization that Rosalynn was her child brought tears to her eyes.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.
“Rosa, is it true that you are my daughter?” she whispered, overcome with emotion.
Rosalynn, too, was flooded with feelings. She longed to acknowledge Gail as her mother, yet hesitated, opting instead to gently dab away Gail's tears.
Brian, witnessing this tender moment, encouraged, “Honey, why not call her mom?”
Gail’s eyes, brimming with hope, echoed his sentiment.
“Yes, call me mom!”
With a soft, tentative voice, Rosalynn complied, “Mom.”
At that word, Gail’s tears broke free. She had yearned for this moment for over two decades. Embracing Rosalynn, she wept.
“My dear, you’ve endured so much.”
Tears sprang to Rosalynn’s eyes as she nestled into Gail, inhaling the familiar, comforting scent of motherhood. A smile, mingled with her tears, graced her face. At last, she belonged to a family.