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Yunice nced at the file again. “The infection you picked up in the ward left lesions. You’re showing <b>signs </b>of carly–stage liver cancer.”
Owen knew what that meant.
If he didn’t get surgery soon, he’d only have a few years. And even those years–were ones Yunice just gave back to him.
She owed him nothing.
He looked pale, slumped in the hospital bed. The betrayal from Elsie hurt more than his illness.
All those excuses he made for her. All that loyalty. All the blind trust, gone.
“Yunice…” he said hoarsely. “If you want toe home, I’ll fix your paperwork. Mom and I can provide a DNA match. We’ll just say you’re the long–lost Saunders daughter. That we’ve finally found you.”
He meant well.
But the only way to reinstate Yunice was to fabricate a new identity for her. <b>If </b>she returned under <b>her </b>real name, the things Owen had done in the past woulde to light.
Still, if she agreed, her ce in the Saunders family–and the inheritance–would be secure. Timothy would have no grounds to prove Elsie’s identity.
But Yunice said, “I was outside the door the day Elsie died. I heard you promise her that you’d never be good to me. That you’d never let mee home.<b>” </b>
Owen’s face drained of color.
Yunice didn’t give him a chance to respond. She turned and walked away.
He clenched his fists. He knew now–Yunice wouldn’t help him.
So he made a decision.
He yanked out the IV, grabbed his phone, and called Lily. “Mom, go to the airport now. We’re leaving today!”
Elsie had betrayed him. Her reputation wasn’t worth protecting.
As for the will fraud–once they were overseas, it wouldn’t matter. He had the 30 billion. Time to disappear before something went wrong.
Meanwhile, Yunice sat in Freya’s car, en route to the medical university.
Her phone buzzed.
“Owen’s on the move. Headed toward the airport.”
Yunice replied, “Just follow. Don’t stop him.”
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Owen and Lily met at the airport in a panic.
Lily noticed the medical tape on his arm. “What happened to your hand?”
Owen ignored the question. He rushed to the airport’s secure lockers and retrieved a bag.
“Mom,” he said, “get the soonest flight. Doesn’t matter where–it just has to be soon. We’ll figure <b>out </b><b>where </b>to goter.”
Lily followed, nervous. “What’s the rush? Did you bring Elsie’s ashes? We can’t just leave her.”
Owen’s expression darkened. “Timothy took them. I couldn’t get them back. But don’t worry<b>–</b><b>we’ll </be back one day.”
“What matters is that Yunice is investigating us. If we don’t leave now, we might not <b>get </b>another chance<b>.</b><b>” </b>
They bought their tickets and went to the gate.
“Sorry,” the airline staff said, turning their passports. “These documents are invalid.”
Owen’s eyes bulged.
Someone had doodled all over them.
Back in the car, Yunice got another update.
“Their passports are defaced. Recements will take at least 7-10 days. They’re going home.”
“Shame,” Yunice texted back. “If only someone <b><i>took </i></b>those documents now, I wonder how long they’d be stuck?”
A few minutester, ding–a photo came through. Someone holding a bunch of freshly stolen IDs.
Yunice smiled and turned off her phone.
Freya, who was driving, said, “You left early without telling Wyatt. Aren’t you afraid he’ll show up at school and raise hell?<b>” </b>
Yunice had told Wyatt she’d leave tomorrow.
But here she was, already on her way.
She hadn’t told him because, well… Wyatt was the kind of guy who’d cling like a burr if he got wind of her ns.
Better to ask forgivenesster than permission now.
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