Chapter380


    Cheryl’sdemeanorstiffened,“Whotoldyouthat?”


    “Auntie,pleasedon’thideitfromme.”


    Ipressedmylipstogether,“IhadtobesurebeforeIcametoyou.IalreadyknowthatIbelongtotheMyersfamilyofVistaTown.”


    “Myers?YourbiologicalfatherisaMyers?”


    Cherylbecamevisiblytense.Despiteherfrailvoice,shebombardedmewithquestions,drivenbyheremotions,“Didtheeforyou?Whathappened?Havetheytreatedyoupoorly?”


    Herreactionconfirmedmysuspicions.Cherylknewsomethingaboutthepast.


    Ipressedon,“HowdidIendupwiththeWebstersinthefirstce?”


    “Backthen…”Cherylponderedforamoment,thenlookedatmewithpity,*Yourparentslosttheirbeloveddaughter,andthedoctorsaidyourmothercouldn’thaveanymorechildren.Later,theywenttoVistaTownforbusinessand,by astrange twistoffate,endedupbringingyouback.”


    *Andthen?TheMyersfamilyhasbeensayingIwaskidnappedalltheseyears.WasIreallykidnapped?”


    *Indeed,youwere.”


    Hertonegrewgrave,“Atthetime,yourparentswereentertaininginVistaTown.Yourdadwenttothecartofetchsomewineandfoundyousneakingintothevehicle,pleadingforhelp…Youwerecoveredinbruises,andknowingyourdad’skindheart,hecouldn’tjustleaveyouthere.”


    “Hedecidedtorescueyourightthenandthere.Butpeopleweresearchingforyoueverywhere,sohehadtolockyouinthecar.Heactedasifnothinghappenedandreturnedtotherestaurant.”


    “Youweresmart,stayingquietandhiddenunderthebackseatwithanketover you,avoidingdetection.”


    “Thosemenevensearchedtherestauranter.Yourparentsoverheardthem


    mentioninganame…Susan…”This belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.


    17:40


    “Susan?”


    Myhearttightened.


    Eventhe‘kidnapping‘and‘loss‘wereorchestratedby Mrs.Myers…mymother?


    “Yes,butforyears…wethoughtthe Myers wereyour biologicalparents‘enemies.”


    Cherylnodded,“Those peoplewerecautious,notrevealingmuchbeforetheycontinuedtheirsearchelsewhere.Fearingforyour safety,yourparentstookyoubacktoRiverCitythatverynighttoheal.Initially,theynnedtosendyoutoanorphanage,buttheycouldn’tbeartoletyougo.Fearingthosepeoplewouldtraceyou,theyerasedallrecordsof‘Jane’s‘death,movedhouses,andhadyouassumeheridentity.”


    “Sothat’swhathappened…”


    MythoughtswereajumbleasIfingeredthependant,“Andthispendant…wasitonmeatthattime?”


    “Yes.”


    Cheryllooked puzzled,“Yourdaddidsomedigging.In allofVistaTown,there’sonlyoneMyersfamily,butamongsomanyMyers,noneborethesurnameTaylor.”


    “Taylor?Whatdoesthathavetodowithanything?”


    “Yourpendant…”Shelookedatme,replying,“There’saninscriptiononthebottom, a‘Taylor‘.Yourdadfounditbyidentandneededamagnifyingsstoseeitclearly.”


    “Taylor?”


    Iimmediatelylookeddown,touchingthebottomofthependant.There wasindeedasubtleindentation,butitwasn’tobvious.


    IhadthoughtthiswasaMyers familyheirloom…butitseemsIwaswrong.


    Doubtsswirled inmymind.


    Cherylsighed,“Beyondthat,Idon’tknow.”


    <b>2/3</b>


    17:40


    Icalmedmyemotions,saying,“Auntie,thankyoufortellingmeall this.”


    Thisonlydeepenedmysuspicions.


    Susan…waslikelynotmybiologicalmotherafterall.


    Cherylshookherhead,tuckingthependant backundermyshirt,“Babe,ifyoucanforgiveme,that’sallIneed.Ididn’t meantohideyourorigins.Yourparents,beforetheypassed,mademepromisecountlesstimes,fearingthetruthwouldendangeryou.Includingthispendant,Iwouldn’thaverevealeditifIweren’talreadysoill.”