“You’re already a responsible adult, rest assured, I won’t do anything to her,” Cheyenne said.
“But…”
“But what?”
Maria felt a bit nervous; now Cheyenne was not just her boss but also her future sister-in-law. With these dual roles, she had to care about Cheyenne’s attitude towards her.
Seeing her sweating nervously, Cheyenne lifted her enchanting red lips, smiled with bright eyes, full of anticipation.
“But you have to help me rescue Omari. Will you be willing to testify in court to bring Elsa to justice when the time comes?”
“Of course, I’m willing. Thank you, sis!”
Seeing the two getting along relatively well, Sean finally breathed a sigh of relief. Before coming, he was worried about what would happen if his relationship with Maria was opposed by his big sister.
One is his family, and the other is his love; he couldn’t afford to lose either!
At night, the sky turned pitch black. Once again, good news came from the psychiatric hospital – Cheyenne’s father found out Vincent’s identity in the psychiatric hospital.
“Pato, male, thirty years old. Two years ago, he was discovered by the police for causing trouble with drugs, should have gone to jail, but due to severe mental illness, he was temporarily detained at Kindred Psychiatric Hospital.”
“Six months ago, he injured a caregiver, escaped after stealing the keys.”
Channing slowly read the information he had gathered and handed the file to his daughter.
Lips lightly opened, he continued, “At that time, it caused quite a stir. Vincent even released many mental patients. The hospital was afraid that this would tarnish its reputation, so they secretly suppressed it.”
If he hadn’t used some tricks, he wouldn’t have been able to get this secret information. After all, it involved the livelihoods of many people.
Cheyenne looked at the photo on the file and confirmed that the person was indeed Vincent, but when did he learn to use drugs?
Looking at this record of misconduct, Old Mr. Foley felt deeply saddened.
“Before, I thought he was just a bit fickle and promiscuous. I never expected he would take drugs”
He even changed the family name of his ancestors and took on an extremely unpleasant name.
Understanding Old Mr. Foley’s feelings, Channing spoke frankly.
“Father-in-law, Vincent is now in Akloit. Let me be honest with you. He planned to assassinate my precious daughter and wanted to abduct my granddaughter, so I won’t go easy on him once I catch him.”
As for the outcome… It definitely won’t be as simple as going to jail!
Old Mr. Foley suddenly sighed, his body bending, appearing more hunched than before. Silver-white hair shimmered with a touch of age under the light.
This was not the mischievous old man who loved to laugh in his memory. Oliver quietly held his finger.
In a deliberately cold voice, the baby-faced child spoke beside him.
“Great-grandpa, my sister and I will be good to you in the future.”
Old Mr. Foley suddenly shed tears. He lowered his head with a smile and gently stroked the little one’s head with his wrinkled hands.
“Alright, Great-grandpa will wait for you to grow up and be good to me.”
“Channing, my unfilial grandson has a bad character and has done all sorts of wicked things. I won’t beg for your forgiveness, but I hope…”
He paused for a moment and continued, “I hope that you can leave him a complete corpse.”
Cheyenne, as their relative and a victim, didn’t know what to say in this situation. She could only nod and promise her grandfather’s request.
“Thank you.” Old Mr. Foley sincerely said, no longer concerned about the matter.
In the hall, only Cheyenne and her father remained. The two looked at each other, and Channing awkwardly touched his nose.
“Don’t blame Dad for being too harsh. After all, he dared to hurt you.”
Cheyenne smiled helplessly and said softly, “Dad, I’m not Virgin Mary. Let’s find Vincent quickly. I miss Cierra.”
“It’s strange, when she was at home, I wished I could throw her into the trash can. Now that she’s gone, I’m afraid.”
In front of her father, she didn’t need to pretend to be strong. As Cheyenne spoke, tears uncontrollably fell from her almond eyes.
“Dad, I’m actually very scared. Cierra is still so young, and Kelvin can’t be contacted either.”
“I don’t know what to do. I dare not close my eyes at night because all I see is them covered in so much blood.”
These two people were among the most important in her life. Just thinking about something happening to either of them made her unsure of what to do.
Cheyenne never knew when she had become so fragile.
Clearly…
She didn’t want to cry, nor did she want everyone to worry about her.
Oliver, who had just sent Great-grandpa back to his room, wanted to go back downstairs to accompany his mom and grandfather. However, as soon as he reached the stairs, he heard his mother’s crying.
In Oliver’s memory, this was the first time his mother had cried.
She always had a calm expression, even when she learned about her sister’s accident a few days ago.
It turned out that his mother wasn’t indifferent to his sister’s situation; she just habitually put others first and concealed her true emotions.
At this moment, Oliver wanted to rush down and comfort his mother. But he knew that if he did, she would pretend to be a strong mother again.
It was also impossible to continue crying.
So, let Grandpa accompany her.
Channing also felt heartbroken for his daughter. Cierra was the one she gave birth to; there was no reason not to love her.
“Cheyenne, don’t cry. Dad is here. It’s my fault for not protecting you well. Cierra will be fine.”
He stood up, walked to Cheyenne, and opened his arms to embrace her.
“Dad!”
Cheyenne threw herself into his arms, her tears flowing more violently. In a choked voice, she said, “When I was a child, I watched other kids have fathers. When they cried or were bullied, their fathers would play with them, gently comforting them.”
“At that time, I envied them so much. Why didn’t my father like me?”
Until she found out about her true identity, Cheyenne realized that George was not her biological father. She no longer expected to have paternal love!