Chapter 277

Myra muttered to herself, thinking for a long time before going to the kitchen to make a few of Kayla’s favorite cakes.
After packing everything, she called a bodyguard and instructed him, “Take these to the sanatorium, and make sure Mr. Fuller and Mr. Sebastian don’t find out.” “Yes, Mrs. Fuller.” He nodded.
The clothes alone filled two large suitcases, and snacks took up another two big bags. Several cakes and baked cookies of different flavors, all personally made by her, were also included. After the bodyguard left with everything, Myra turned to the maid. “No one is to speak a word about this.”
The Fuller family had suffered enormous losses trying to protect Kayla.
The company’s stock had continued to fall, several key executives had been poached, confidential information had been leaked, and competitors had snatched several major contracts. The bad news followed one after another.
Worst of all, the Fuller family’s reputation remained severely damaged in the public eye.
The family, once the wealthiest, couldn’t even make it into the top 50 on the list of the richest families now.
Every day, Dexter and Sebastian would work nonstop just to stabilize the company’s decline.
So, even if Myra wanted to send things to Kayla, she had to do it secretly, without their knowledge or approval.
The maids kept quiet about it, not daring to say a word.
As Myra sat back on the sofa, she was overwhelmed by the heavy, empty atmosphere. A deep sense of sadness filled her heart.
Most families were bustling and joyous during New Year’s, but the Fuller family had no trace of celebration.
In past years, gifts would pour in for the family. However, after this scandal, those sending gifts had vanished, and the matriarchs who once competed to befriend her now kept their distance.
The sound of Sebastian returning interrupted her melancholy. She quickly got up and asked, “Did you find Felicia? What did she say?”
He pursed his lips and replied, “She’s not returning anymore.”
Myra’s temper flared when she heard this. “I’m her mother! I hit her in a moment of anger, that’s all. Does she really need to hold a grudge like this?” He remained silent.
Unwilling to let it go, she pressed, “What did Felicia say exactly? Tell me her words.”
He paused, a hint of fatigue crossing his brow, and replied, “She said she’s not part of the Fuller family, and we shouldn’t come looking for her anymore.”
What a heartless thing to say!
Myra’s eyes reddened with anger. “How could a biological mother and daughter stay mad at each other? How dare she not treat me like her mother!
“I haven’t even blamed her! She
exposed all our private affairs, fed Mina ideas, and brought in many reporters to turn our family’so
scandal into public tent
“If not for her, would the Fuller family have been pushed this far? Would we have suffered this much? I’m trying to forgive her and let it go, but she’s holding a grudge! Fine! She can stay out there for good and
never come back!”
She vented angrily, but it did nothing to ease her frustration. She recalled Kayla’s gentle, obedient, and filial nature.
…
Meanwhile, at the sanatorium, Felicia sat face-to-face with Kayla.
After brushing off Sebastian that evening, Felicia returned to her apartment to receive an unfamiliar call. It was from the sanatorium.
The voice on the other end told her Kayla wanted to see her.
After a moment’s thought, she decided to come.