Only two people should know about this: Luciano and Wesley.


    How did the Wilburn family find out?


    Prisci felt a heaviness in her heart.


    She pretended to be rxed as sheforted Bonnie: “It’s alright, Grandma. Even if they find out, it doesn’t matter. No one will investigate.”


    Bonnie was overwhelmed with grief, her tears flowing even more fiercely. “If they find out… if they find out… what will you do?”


    It was a dead end.


    If it was discovered, she would be utterly destroyed.


    Prisci took a deep breath, suppressing her unease so that Bonnie wouldn’t notice a thing.


    “Even if they find out, it’s fine. At most, I’ll just be called names. I’m mentally prepared for that.”


    “You should leave, Ci, go far away.” Bonnie seemed to have made up her mind, tears streaming down her face. “You’ve stayed with this old woman for three years. That’s enough.”


    “What about Noah? Noah is still waiting for Wesley to save him. How can I leave?” Prisci gave a bitter smile.


    She couldn’t just abandon Noah.


    Bonnie struggled to stand up. “I’ll go beg Wesley, beg him to save


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    Noah.”


    Prisci quickly tried to calm Bonnie. “Grandma, I haven’t stolen or robbed anyone. I’m not afraid.”


    Outside.


    Larissa’s eyes were red as she spoke to Wesley. “Wes, Noah isn’t even Prisci’s child, you know that. Dad was wrong in this, but Prisci was the one who hid the truth first.”


    “I want Dad to go apologize to the child. Do you think that’s okay?”


    Wesley’s expression didn’t change at all.-“Dillon is limited in ability but has grand ambitions. He needs to learn a lesson. As for you, as long as I’m here, your life won’t change.”


    Larissa understood that this was the best promise Wesley could give.


    But she couldn’t just let her father be ignored.


    She was about to say more when Tania pulled her away, whispering, “That’s enough, Larissa. Don’t beg Wes anymore about your father’s matters.”


    “But…”


    “Larissa, you can’t waste all your rtionship with Wes on your father.”


    Tania saw things clearly, Her husband was useless. If they wanted to continue living well in the future, they had to rely on Wesley.


    If they kept going against Wesley’s wishes, eventually he would grow to dislike them.


    Men all liked obedient women.


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    She gently advised her daughter, “Your rtionship with Wes will only grow stronger in the future. You mustn’t upset him at a time like this.”


    Although Larissa didn’t quite understand why her rtionship with Wesley would be stronger, she knew her mother made sense.


    Her father and ude were exactly the same–thinking themselves clever, but actually foolish.


    They might be saved this time, but not the next.


    “I… I’ll listen to Mother.”


    Besides, things weren’tpletely hopeless. They just needed time to wait.


    ***


    Prisci rehired the caregiver, with Bonnie’s own consent. Prisci paid the wages, so Tania and Larissa didn’t dare say anything.


    In the car leaving the Wilburn’s mansion, Prisci was in a bad mood, staring nkly out the window,


    Wesley couldn’t stand it anymore. He gripped her wrist tightly and pulled her into his arms.


    Prisci snapped back to reality, her eyes still holding a trace of undisguised disgust.


    Wesley was startled, feeling as if he’d been stabbed.


    “Prisci.”


    Prisci pushed his hand away, her voice deeply weary. “Wesley, I’m a bit tired. I want to rest.”


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    “Are you tired just from seeing me?” Wesley pressed, his eyes dark with anger.


    Prisci had too much on her mind to bother arguing with Wesley.


    She simply stopped talking.


    But Wesley grew angry, gripping her chin. “Prisci, do you not trust me at all?”


    “I told you, Larissa took the cup by ident, not on purpose.”


    He thought she was still angry about that incident.


    He didn’t know that her heart was so heavy she could barely breathe.


    Prisci closed her eyes, her face full of restraint. “Wesley, whether Larissa did it on purpose or not, you know the truth. I don’t want to argue about this anymore.”


    She had heard it with her own ears–Larissa admitted she deliberately took the wrong cup so Wesley would drink.


    But as long as Larissa didn’t admit it, she had no proof.


    So arguing was pointless.


    But Wesley thought she was just being perfunctory.


    He felt terrible, and his tone was harsh.


    “I’ve already promised to save Noah for you. I’ve been abstaining from alcohol and disciplining myself just as you wanted. It was just an ident, and yet you keep nitpicking, thinking I did it on purpose.”


    “Prisci, you should have a conscience.”


    He had already done so much–what more would it take for her to be at


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    It was as if he was the one desperate to save that little brat.


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