Chapter 105
“Rebekah,” he began, “since you’re not the Fletchers’ biological daughter, have you ever thought about finding your real family p>
Rebekah didn’t know why he was asking, but she was already on her guard with the old man. She shook her head. “I did for a while, but I never found any leads, so I gave up p>
Old Mr. Forrester smiled. “Everyone needs to know their roots. I have ways to help you find your family. If you trust me, you can cooperate p>
She hadn’t told anyone that she’d already contacted her biological family, except for Jensen. She couldn’t tell if Old Mr. Forrester’s offer was genuine or if he had ulterior motives. After a moment’s thought, she decided to play along.
“Of course I trust you p>
“Excellent. I’ll need a blood sample to enter into the genetic database. It will speed up the search for your parents p>
Rebekah nodded.
As if he had been prepared all along, Old Mr. Forrester had the butler bring in a phlebotomist. Rebekah obediently complied, noticing the ‘Forrester Group’ logo on the collection tube. She realized the doctor was from a private hospital funded by the company and made a mental note of its name. She would have to investigate later and find out what game Old Mr. Forrester was really playing.
“I know you’ve been wronged tonight, my dear,” he said kindly. “Rest assured, I will see that justice is done for you p>
Rebekah offered a noncommittal reply and returned to her room.
A short while later, Benjamin knocked on her door. His expression was a complicated mix of pity and affection. “I was impulsive tonight,” he said. “We won’t get a divorce.” His tone was flat, as if he were bestowing a great favor upon her. Rebekah laughed softly. “Did Grandfather say something to you p>
Benjamin didn’t answer, only telling her to get some rest. As he turned to leave, Rebekah’s voice, cool and steady, stopped him.
“Before the end of this month, we will be at City Hall, filing for divorce p>
Benjamin was about to retort, but she had already closed and locked her bedroom door. Fuming, he clenched his fists, then turned and walked away.
Rebekah picked up her phone and made a call to the director of the hospital. “Director, I need to ask you for a favor p>
The next day, Rebekah left early in the morning. Hortensia had been waiting in the living room, having deliberately skipped her weekly bridge game to lecture her. She was furious when Rebekah walked right past her without a word and out the door.
She took out her frustration on her son. “Rebekah is completely unhinged! Why won’t you divorce her? What are you waiting for p>
Benjamin let his mother scold him without saying a word, his gaze fixed on the direction Rebekah had gone, He couldn’t shake the feeling that, since last night, something about her had fundamentally changed.
After finishing her business at the hospital, Rebekah called Patricia. They arranged to meet at a local restaurant.
The moment they met, Patricia grabbed her arm. “The internet is blowing up about you. Can you tell me what’s going on p>
Confused, Rebekah pulled out her
phone and saw the news. The scene with the reporters ambushing her the previous night was all over web. Headlines screamed ‘Hit-and-Run,’ ‘Jealous Wife,’ and ‘Murderer,’ dominating the trending topics. As she scrolled, she saw an endless stream of insults and Someone had even dug up what they claimed was irrefutable evidence against her. Her brow furrowed, a heavy feeling settling in her stomach.