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Chapter 882

Chapter 882:
After a pause, she continued, “Holley had been meticulous about it since the beginning. Whether it was feeding Belinda as a baby or making sure she took her medicine when she was sick, she never allowed anyone else to step in. Belinda barely interacted with outsiders. So tell me, how could she have been poisoned?”
Her brows furrowed, and her voice took on a firmer edge.
“Holley and I are Belinda’s family. How could we have possibly poisoned her?”
Lucas’ eyes darkened slightly as he processed her words. So, for all those years, Holley had been the only one personally handling Belinda’s food and medicine. That was an important piece of information.
A faint, knowing smile flickered across his lips.
“Holley really cares about Belinda.”
Kenia’s response was immediate, her voice unwavering.
“Of course. Belinda is her whole world. When she gave birth to Belinda, Holley nearly died from blood loss. It was only thanks to the doctors’ desperate efforts that she was pulled back from the brink! She risked everything to bring Belinda into this world. So tell me, how could she not love Belinda and cherish her?”
Lucas didn’t comment on that. Instead, he asked, “Kenia, when Belinda was a child, which hospital did you take her to for check-ups? And which doctor was responsible for her care?”
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Kenia replied without hesitation, “We always took her to Westerlight Hospital. It’s the best medical facility in our county. Dr. Lamont Chadwick, the head of pediatrics, was in charge of her treatment.”
“Okay, I see,” Lucas nodded. That doctor needed to be investigated. There must be something amiss about him.
After a moment, Lucas asked, “When did the dark mark on Belinda’s face first appear?”
Kenia fell silent for a second, thinking back.
“Belinda was born prematurely, so her health was fragile. She had to spend a long time in an incubator. Back then, we weren’t focused on small details like birthmarks. It wasn’t until she was out of the incubator that we noticed a small dark spot on her cheek. The doctor told us it was a birthmark and warned that it might grow over time. And sure enough, as the years passed, it kept getting bigger. We always assumed it was just a birthmark. Who would have thought it would disappear one day?” Even now, disbelief lingered in her voice when she talked about that.
Lucas nodded again, his expression serious.
“I promise you—I’ll find out who’s been giving Belinda hormones. And I will also get to the bottom of the truth about that mark on her face.”
Kenia had complete faith in Lucas’ abilities. If he was investigating the matter, they would surely get to the bottom of it.
“Thank you, Mr. Clark,” she said, her gratitude sincere.
Lucas shook his head slightly.
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