Frank’s tall, broad-shouldered frame actually swayed, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he almost failed to find his voice. “What did you just say?”
Beside him, Marcia had heard every word Bernard said, and her mind went completely blank.
She never imagined that Frank would discover the truth at a moment like this.
What now??
How was it that Elissa, that wretched woman, always managed to slip through disaster unscathed?
No.
She couldn’t let this happen.
Jealousy was about to drive Marcia mad. Her eyes flashed with venom as she glared at the Scarred Man, frantically signaling for him to do it—now!
Just one shot. All it would take was one shot, and Elissa would be dead.
Then everything would finally be over.
But the Scarred Man wasn’t an idiot. Ever since he’d learned Elissa’s true identity, he’d made up his mind—not to actually kill her. Tricking this conniving woman, Marcia, out of her money was reward enough.
Frank stood frozen for a long moment before slowly, painfully turning around. He couldn’t even bring himself to look at Elissa.
On the other end of the phone, Bernard’s voice was steady and earnest. “They covered their tracks when the adoption happened all those years ago, but I personally verified it—the woman is exactly who you’ve been searching for.”
“The timeline matches perfectly. The day she joined the Murphy family was the same day the little girl was adopted from the orphanage.”
A thunderous silence fell. Frank’s phone slipped from his hand and clattered to the floor.
The person he had spent years searching for, the one he’d moved heaven and earth to find, was the very woman he’d neglected all this time—his own wife.
She’d always been right there beside him.
His wife.
He was breathing hard now, chest tight with shock and regret. When he finally mustered the courage to look at Elissa, their eyes met—and what he saw was utter disappointment.
She was calm.
Cold.


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