Lucinda racked her brains, but she couldnât figure it out.
âCyrus, tell me.
Does Dad have another daughter besides me?â
Cyrus bowed his head, lost in thought.
After a while, he shook his head and said, âNo.
Dad is no longer young.
He was already advanced in years when you were born.
Iâve heard that Florrie has been on the hunt for ways to get pregnant, but I havenât heard of her ever actually being pregnant.
â
Florrie Olson was Lucindaâs stepmother, and she was only three years older than Lucinda, which didnât make for a great relationship between the two.
Whenever they were in the same room together, it seemed like it wouldnât be long before they were at each otherâs throats.
Lucinda took a moment to ponder.
She had a feeling that the little girl that had been on her mind was connected to her memory loss and her exile to Forden many years ago.
Sadly, she couldnât remember a thing.
She resolved to look into the issue.
But she had to let it go for the time being.
âBy the way, Cyrus,â she asked, changing the subject, âhow did you handle those people from last night?â
Cyrus fell silent after hearing this.
The night before, when Cyrus arrived at the bridge, the fight was already winding down.
Nathaniel had shown up before he could get there.
Cyrus only cleared up the mess.
He left some people alive so that he could interrogate them later.
He mulled over Lucindaâs question for a moment, not wanting to bring up Nathanielâs involvement.
âThey hurt you, sister.
So I took care of business and killed most of them in revenge.
I left two of them alive and locked them up.
You can question them yourself when youâre feeling better.
â
âOkay.
â
Setting the soup down on the bedside table, Lucinda suddenly recalled being saved by someone in the water the night before.
âCyrus, did you jump into the water to save me last night?â
Cyrusâ expression soured as he recounted the events.
By the time he got there, Nathaniel had already gone in the water.
When he saw Lucinda being carried ashore, he noticed that her dress was torn.
He couldnât help but wonder if the scumbag had done something inappropriate to her.
âYes, it was me.
â Cyrus felt a twinge of embarrassment and turned his face away.
Lucindaâs face creased with confusion as she stared at him.