Chapter 287

“No need,” Amara said quickly.

Hearing that Larry had chosen to keep Elowen around filled her with a sense of melancholy and disappointment.

But now that Larry had feelings for Elowen, if Amara stubbornly opposed him, even with Finnian’s help, it would only alienate Larry. That would mean losing her chance at shares in the Sullivan Group. She was clear-headed about this: patience was key. There would always be a future opportunity to deal with Elowen, but missing out on those shares would be final. She had to swallow her pride for now.

Finnian understood her thoughts. After a moment of silence, he spoke, “Elowen’s reckless and bold. You should be careful. Try to avoid staying at the Sullivan family home p>

“I know. Thank you for everything during this time p>

Even though the police had handled things efficiently, Finnian had been instrumental in uncovering the truth so quickly. Amara’s gratitude was genuine.

Finnian looked at her intently. “You don’t need to thank me. It’s what I should do p>

His voice was deep, and Amara sensed the faintest hint of something more in his words. She quickly calmed her racing heart.

That afternoon, Amara decided to visit the Sullivan family home to see Elowen.

In just a few days, Elowen had lost a noticeable amount of weight. Her hair was disheveled, and her gaunt appearance was unsettling. Her cold gaze was like a ravenous wolf’s, making anyone uneasy.

Amara stood at the doorway of her room, surveying the mess of shattered objects. Elowen had obviously wrecked the place. Amara smirked. “Calmed down, have you p>

“Amara, you witch! Do you know why I’ve hated you all my life? Ever since I came into this family, you treated me like an outsider, like my mom and were intruders stealing what betonged to you and your mom p>

“But there’s a huge secret I’ve been keeping. I’m actually Dad’s biological daughter too! I’m even a year older than you. By rights, I’m the rightful heir, not you p>

For over twenty years, Larry had

kept his affair under wraps by claiming Flowen was Fiona’s child from a previous marriage. This

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secret weighed on him, and he often showed undue leniency toward Elowen’s misdeeds as a result. Though he wasn’t exactly a

pushover for Fiona, he did feel guilty enough to be quite accommodating.

Fiona, with her strong nerves and long-term vision, understood that keeping Larry’s guilt alive meant keeping the secret. Elowen, however, was tired of holding it in and had wanted to blurt it out countle times.

Elowen’s eyes bore into Amara’s. “Aren’t you shocked? Aren’t you furious? I’m Dad’s real daughter too, and I was here first p>

She looked expectantly at Amara, hoping to see her crumble in disbelief. Instead, Amara remained calm, her clear eyes unwavering.

Then, a look of derision crossed Amara’s face, as if she was watching a clown perform.

Elowen was furious. “What do you mean by that? Don’t you believe me? Go ask Dad if you don’t p>

Amara sighed. “Do you really think that’s a secret? Do you think everyone’s as clueless as you, unable to see what’s right in front of them p>