The mother and son duo held hands as they went downstairs. At that moment, Brettley was leaning on the sofa elegantly, reading newspapers.
At the sound of footsteps on the staircase, he glanced at them out of the corners of his eyes. “Are you going to the police station?”
“Yeah.”
Bethan nodded. “If we can’t make it back by noon, then we won’t be having lunch at home.”
Brettley looked at her, narrowing his eyes slightly.
After a few short seconds, he laughed softly. “You’ll make it.”
His gaze studying her was too sharp and dangerous, she felt as if he could read all her thoughts and ideas.
She held onto Neil’s hand tightly and turned and left the villa.
Brettley sat on the sofa, his eyes narrowed as he watched the two figures, one smaller and the other leave, then retracted his gaze.
He placed his newspaper down, raised his head, and picked up the report on the coffee table.
Bethan took Neil and stepped out of the car in front of the police station.
Before they could enter, two figures approached them, blocking their way.
The two people standing in their way were not anyone else but Bethan and Cynthal’s biological parents,
Natasha Peterson and Joseph Peterson.
This was the first time Bethan had seen her father since she came home.
Six years had passed since the last time she saw him. He had lost weight now, but he looked livelier, more energetic.
“Ms. Bethan, hello.”
Joseph held out his hand to Bethan politely. “I am Cynthal Peterson’s father, I’m Joseph Peterson.”
Bethan suppressed the despair in her heart, reached out her hand, and held his. “Mr. Peterson.
We would like to have a chat with you.”
Joseph looked at Bethan, his voice gentle and humble, “I apologize on behalf of my daughter for her actions yesterday. We just came from the police station, the lawyer said she was arrested for kidnapping your son yesterday. If you could express your acceptance and understanding, it will greatly reduce her sentence.”
Then, the married couple looked at Bethan with expectant eyes. “Ms. Bethan, she’s the only daughter we have left, you wouldn’t… you wouldn’t just watch coldly as we lose her?”
“Exactly.”
Beside him, Natasha wiped her tears. “We can’t live without Cynthal…”
Standing under the sunlight, Bethan looked at the elderly couple in front of her, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
The disorientation pierced through her mind like a needle.
A few short seconds later , she massaged her temples, raised her eyes, and looked at them. “The only daughter you have left? So to the two of you, Bethan Peterson is as good as dead?”
Hearing Bethan mention Bethan Peterson, Joseph frowned, lowering his voice, “If she still thinks of us as family, she would’ve come home a long time ago! Now, she’s playing all these games, acting so mysterious. She sent her daughter home, but as for herself, not even a piece of her hair has been seen.”
Beside him, Natasha furrowed her brows too. “Ms. Bethan, we’re discussing our youngest daughter with you, you don’t have to mention our eldest daughter, do you?”
“Exactly.”
Joseph hurriedly pulled the conversation back to the topic at hand. “Ms. Bethan, we’re discussing Cynthal’s situation with you. Just name your price. As long as you properly comfort your son and prevent him from spouting nonsense, we can pay you however much you want. No matter what, Brettley is my son-in-law, money is not a problem.”
Looking at the middle -aged couple in front of her, for a second, Bethan did not want to admit they were her biological parents.
“No matter how rich you are, I don’t want your money! “
Neil frowned, reached out and held Bethan’s hand, glaring solemnly at the couple in front of him. “Cynthal is your precious child, but I am my Mommy’s precious child too! How can you ask us to forget about it, we won’t! We’ll see this matter through to the end! Not only will I tell the police the truth, I want everyone to know, Cynthal Peterson is a bad woman! And, don’t come and disturb my Mommy anymore, I recorded everything that you just said! If you don’t want me to play the recording in front of the police, don’t disturb us anymore! “
With that, the little guy tugged Bethan behind him, and strode into the police station.
A second before walking through the door and into the police station, Bethan turned back instinctively.
Joseph and Natasha were still standing dazedly on the same spot as if they had not recovered from Neil’s words.
The wind blew through their whitening hair, she closed her eyes, a hint of helplessness surging in her chest.
“Ms. Bethan, Nigel.”
The one in charge of their case was a young and pretty policewoman. She smiled as she greeted them. “Please tell me about everything that happened yesterday, truthfully.”
Bethan retracted her wandering thoughts, and followed the policewoman’s instructions and finished the report together with Neil.
“The accused, Cynthal Peterson, would like to talk to you.”
After everything was settled, the policewoman busied herself organizing the report and asked them faintly, “Would you like to see her?”
After setting Neil in a corner of the station, Bethan followed the policewoman into the visiting room to see Cynthal.
Yesterday, in the afternoon, when she met Cynthal, Cynthal was still a crazy woman who was locked up in a psychiatric hospital.
And today, meeting her again, she was a crime suspect who was locked up in a police station.
Bethan sat down elegantly in front of her. “Ms. Peterson.”
“Ms. Bethan.”
Cynthal stared at her face for a few seconds and laughed, “Your face is indeed perfect. No matter how carefully I study it, there’s not even a hint of your past. You must’ve spent quite a fortune on plastic surgery?”
Bethan frowned slightly.
“Should I call you Ms. Bethan, or should I address you by your name, Bethan, like how I used to?”
Cynthal stared at her, her gaze turning more and more crazed by the second “I shou1d’ve known. You’re so loyal and sentimental, you wouldn’t send your daughter home alone, and hide away yourself. As it turned out, you didn’t hide, instead, you wore a mask and disguised yourself as someone else.”
She looked at Bethan and sneered, “Aren’t you tired?”
Bethan narrowed her eyes slightly.
Obviously, Bethan already knew her true identity.
Then there was no point in keeping up the charade.
She raised her lips and smiled. “Not as tired as you. Acting like a good and loving sister in front of me, but going behind my back and brainwashing our parents about how terrible I am, scheming and trying your best to take away everything that I have….”
“Comparatively, you’re more tired than I am, aren’t you?”
Her words made Cynthal pale slightly. But it lasted for a mere second.
Then, she sighed and sneered, “It’s taken you six years to find out about all that?”
Then, Cynthal shrugged. “I admit, I lost to you and that little devil, but that doesn’t mean you’ve won…”
She leaned down, lay on the table, raised her head, and stared at Bethan evilly. “Bethan, you were too stupid. You turned yourself into something like this, there are no remaining signs of Bethan, whether on your face or your body. Without any physical evidence, how are you going to prove you’re Bethan Peterson, how are you going to return to Brettley’s side?”
Bethan frowned, a cold smirk lifting her lips. “Why would I return to his side?”
“Hah.”
Cynthal sneered, “If you don’t return to his side, how are you going to protect your children?”
Looking at her crazed expression, Bethan wanted to say something but was interrupted by Cynthal’s cold voice.
“Time’s up.”
She raised her head, looked at the clock hanging on the wall of the visiting room behind Bethan. “Now, the real Bethan Peterson is already in Blue Bay Villa.”
Then, she looked at Bethan, a cold sneer grazing her lips, “It’s fine if you don’t want to admit you’re Bethan Peterson, someone else will do it for you. And, she’ll help you raise your kids.”
“What are you talking about?”
Cynthal stretched her lips open, revealing a row of snow-white teeth, smiling eerily. “I’m saying, even though I lost. But you didn’t win either, Bethan Peterson.”
She paused. “I made a mistake, you’re Bethan.”
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