Chapter 461 The Full Story
“You were just two months old and would sleep 15 to 20 hours a day. Then, one day, you suddenly stopped sleeping and cried nonstop. We thought you were sick, but later, we realized that day was the execution date of your biological father.”
What?
Emelie’s eyes widened in shock. “What execution date?”
“Your biological father’s last name was Pierce. His name was Xander Pierce. He started a company that was doing well, but suddenly everything went wrong.
“The company collapsed, and he was found guilty of serious crimes. I don’t know the specifics, but they were severe enough to get him a death sentence.”
Emelie never imagined her background could be like this.
Xander Pierce? The name sounded familiar, like she’d heard it somewhere before. However, she couldn’t recall where, so she put it aside for now and asked, “What about my biological mother?”
Greta shook her head sadly. “You had an older brother, who was three or four years older than you. When the Pierce family fell apart, everything was in chaos.
“Your brother was playing outside when he was kidnapped by human traffickers. Your biological mother, who was already weak from childbirth, couldn’t handle the successive tragedies and drowned herself in the river.”
Emelie felt her breath catch in her throat. Her whole body felt cold from the inside out.
“Your dad was actually Xander’s bodyguard. On the day your mother drowned, he happened to visit the Pierce family, where he found you, a newborn, crying from hunger in a
cradle.
“The house was empty. He feared that something might happen to you, so he took you home for me to feed you. Not long after, news of your mother’s death came out.”
Greta continued, “The Pierce family couldn’t find you and assumed that your mother had taken you with her when she jumped. They thought that you were dead.
“Your dad, having seen the true nature of the Plence family, knew that they weren’t good people. With both your parents gone, you would’ve ended up in an orphanage or suffering at the hands of relatives. Since everyone thought you were dead, we decided to keep you and raise you as our own daughter.”
For the next 25 years, Ronan and Greta never mentioned anything related to the Pierce family or Xander. They had buried everything deep in their hearts.
After Greta finished speaking, Emelie finally pieced together her past. She now knew her origins, but her expression was blank.
Outside, thunder rumbled. The cloudy sky seemed ready to pour down rain.
Emelle had turned her phone to silent mode the previous night and forgot to turn it back on. With her mind in a mess, she didn’t notice the phone vibrating in her pocket. Ashley had called her once, but since Emelie didn’t answer, she didn’t call again.
Ashley had nothing urgent to discuss. She had just wanted to ask if William had found Emelie the previous night.
After ending the call, Ashley opened the map on her phone to study the route.
Emelie had asked her to investigate where Ronan went after leaving the hospital on New Year’s Eve. Ashley used her contacts, who tracked Ronan through road surveillance and pinpointed his last known location nearby.
There were no cameras in that area, making it impossible to continue tracking. Thus, Ashley had to drive over and think about where Ronan might have gone.
Ashley put down her phone, started the car, and continued driving down the road.
The area belonged to the outskirts of Capebatt City, with few residental buildings. The place was spacious, with a few standalone villas.
Ashley parked her car on the side of the road. Then, she picked up her phone and used the camera to zoom in and scan the surroundings like a telescope. Suddenly, she noticed something unusual
She saw two guards standing at the gate of one of the villas..
In Capebatt City, even wealthy individuals like William and Ellas wouldn’t have guards posted at their gates. They would only have bodyguards following them at a discreet distance. This villa seened odd.
With her lawyer’s intuition, Ashley sensed that if there was something fishy about Ronan’s death, it might be connected to this villa
She took photos of the villa and its location and sent them to her contacts. “Please help me findout who owns this villa or who has been using it recently,”
Her contact replied, “Alright.”
There were no secrets that could be unearthed, and in Capebatt City, nothing escaped William’s eyes.
Soon, the news of someone inquiring about the villa, just as William entered the banquet hall, reached ashton.