Chapter 133
This partnership could save the Forrester Group. He couldn’t afford to mess this
up.
“Don’t worry, Aunt Faye. I’ll make sure Rebekah gets justice p>
Rebekah had a minor head injury, so the doctors decided to keep her for observation. She felt like a magnet for bad luck lately, constantly ending up in the hospital.
Faye stayed, skillfully sending Benjamin on his way. Before he left, he tenderly told Rebekah to wait for him.
Rebekah knew Faye had something to say.
“My brother’s youngest child-the one who went missing-was a boy,” Faye explained softly, sitting by the hospital bed. “We found him years ago. A business rival once targeted him, so my brother has kept a low profile ever since. Very few people outside the family know we ever had a missing child p>
Rebekah understood instantly. Faye had known all along she wasn’t a Hawthorne. “Then why did you Why had she gone along with it at the Forresters’ home?
“I had to see what Old Mr. Forrester was up to. After a chat with your spineless husband, I have a pretty good idea p>
Rebekah gave a bitter smile. “They want to partner with the Hawthorne Group, don’t they p>
Faye looked at her, surprised. “You knew p>
“I’m not a fool. I pieced it together.” After Old Mr. Forrester had taken her blood, she had asked a doctor friend to look into it. She’d learned he had run a paternity test. At the time, she hadn’t understood why, but now it was clear. He hadn’t wanted her to divorce Benjamin because he loved her as a daughter-in-law; he loved that she had no known background. As an orphan, her identity could be molded to suit their needs. Now that the Forrester Group was in trouble and Benjamin’s attempt to partner with the Powells had failed, she had become their new pawn.
Faye looked at the young woman before her, her heart aching. She had no family, and now even her husband’s family was plotting against her.
Rebekah met Faye’s gaze, a plea in her eyes. “Miss Hawthorne, can I ask you for a favor p>
“Of course p>
Rebekah took a deep breath. “Could you please keep the fact that I’m not your mece a secret from Benjamin. and his grandfather for now?
“Why?” Faye was confused. Just a short while ago, she had been insisting she wasn’t a Hawthorne.
“Because I want to use this identity to get a divorce p>
Faye was even more puzzled. “If you’re a Hawthorne, Benjamin will be even less likely to divorce you p>
Rebekah shook her head. “No, he will. I just need the right leverage.” Her eyes were filled with determination.
Faye considered it for a moment, then nodded.
Jensen was driving to the hospital when he got the call from Faye. After she explained Rebekah’s
his
request a smile spress!
face.
“The timid little rabbit is finally showing her claws. Do whatever she asks p>
“I know, you brat. But you can explain this to your parents yourself p>
After hanging up, Jensen pulled up
After pital entrance. As he was
to the
about to get out, he saw a man in a face mask Bory hurrying inside