Chapter 28
Cordelia seemed feather light as she laid her hand on Pauling, but only Pauline knew the true strength behind it. It was any fron grip that left her struggling in vain to break fren
a glare Paulina snapped, âThis is a matter of my own family stay out of
No sooner had the words left her mouth than the pressure on her shoulder Intensified, a sharp pain shooting through her bones, forcing her to release her hold on Merry
Merry, seizing the moment, ducked behind Cordelia, the one everyone knew could throw a mean punch
Paulina moved to grab her again, but Latham stepped forward to mediate âPaulina, letâs talk this out. Weâre here to fix things, not to get physical. Honestly, thin isnât an dire an expulsion!â
The theft was a serious accusation for an adult. A reprimand would be letting them off easy Vet Latham felt a pang of sympathy for Merry. If she were taken away now, her life would be ruined.
He positioned himself between Cordelia and Paulina, fearing that Paulina might lash out at the frail looking Cordelia, who, despite her delicate appearance, was known for her sense and sensibility
Paulina tried to push past Latham. âMr. Latham, go away. Donât speak for Merry. How many times has she been caught up in trouble? Iâve washed my hands of her, considered her no daughter of mine, but this time she dares to smear Leilaâs name. I wonât let it slidel From the getâgo, sheâs been nothing but trouble, leading Leila astray!â
Latham countered frantically, âPlease be rational hereâ¦â
Their squabble was cut short when Cordelia spoke up, her voice cold and clear, âSo, youâve decided Merry is guilty?â
Paulina hesitated, then nodded firmly.
Cordelia responded with a single chilling suggestion, âThen we have no choice but to call the cops â
Silence fell upon the office::
Paulina looked incredulously at Cordelia, then at Merry. âCall the cops? Do you realize what will happen to Merry? Sheâs adult. Theft could land her in jail!â
Merry shot back a look that was both bitter scornful. If her parents were all with Leila, convinced of her quilt, why bother pretending to care?
Her cheek burned from a slap, but the heart thought had grown numb ached even more.
The room was silent until Cordelia spoke again, calmly analyzing, Forensic techniques these days are advanced. Merry never touched the envelope from the time it was slipped into her desk until it fell out. If we call the police, a fingerprint comparison will reveal the true thief.â
At this, , who had been sobbing silently, froze.
She looked up, meeting Cordeliaâs penetrating gaze, and shivered uncontrollably.
Cordelia didnât look at Leila but addressed Merry, âAre you willing to call the police?â
Merry stood tall, defiant. âYes!â
Paulina laughed bitterly. âYou think calling the cops will make me believe you? Iâm only stopping you your own good, Merry. If someone else was framing Leila, I wouldâve called them myself! Go on, call them. Let them investigate and prove your guilt. If you want to go to jail, I wonât stop you!â
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Merry was in disbelief. They hadnât spoken in over two years⦠yet, just this morning. Paulina had reminded her to eat breakfast, and now they were back to this standoff, all because of Leila..
Watching the drama unfold, Cordelia pulled out her phone and dialed 911 without another word
Leila panicked, âNo, donât!â
Cordelia paused, her finger on the call button, and turned to look at her. All eyes in the office were on Leila.
Twisting in turmoil, she spoke, âMom, letâs drop it. I donât want Merry to go to jail. She may be a mess, but sheâs still my sister.â
Paulina softened her face with pity and pointed at Leila, telling Merry, âSee? Even after all youâve done sheâs thinking of you. Why canât you be more like your sister?â
Merry remained silent.
Leila pleaded, âLetâs just forget this, okay? The moneyâs still there. Mr. Latham, letâs end it here!â
Lucille sneered, âThis is the integrity you get from someone who excels at school. Some people are just low, in every sense of the word!â
Cordelia glanced at Leila, whose face, so similar to Merryâs, was etched with panic and forced laughter. Turning , Cordella said firmly, Iâm calling the police.â
And with that she pressed the call button.
Leila lunged forward. âStop it!â But Paulina held her back. âLet her be, Leila. If she wants to dig her grave, thatâs
her choice.â
The call connected, and Cordelia began to speak. âHello, Iâm atâ¦â
Before she could finish, Leila blurted out, âIt was me! I took the money!â
Stunned silence engulfed the room as everyone turned to stare at Leila.
Cordelia slowly lowered the phone, the screen still showing the call hadnât been made.
After a moment, Paulina confronted Leila, grabbing her arm. âWhat did you say?â
Taking a deep breath and bursting into tears, Leila confessed, âMom, I did it. Please donât call the cops. Iâll pay back the money, okay?â
When Paulina heard the accusation, it took her a full ten seconds to recover from her disbelief. She blurted out, her voice laced with urgency, âLeila didnât mean it! It mustâve been Merry pushing her buttons too hard. Leila just wanted to teach Merry a lesson! Letâs just drop this, okay? We can pay for the damages, but please donât let this go on her permanent record!â Tears began to well in her eyes as Paulina pleaded, âThis could ruin her future!â
Merry stood beside Cordelia, watching the scene unfold. But the vindication she had expected to feel with the truth coming out was absent.
When she got into trouble, Paulinaâs first reaction a metaphorical slap in the face.
But when Leila was in trouble, her instinct was to defend her.
Despite both being twins, it seemed like the one who cried.got the candy, and Merry had always been the one to hold back her tears.
Lucille hadnât expected things to take such a turn. She frowned and asked, âLeila, how could you do such a thing?â
Paulina quickly interjected, âItâs just kids being kids, you know how it is
But before she could finish, the sound of footsteps approached, and a familiar voice rang out from the doorway. âWell, whatâs all the commotion about?â
Everyone turned to see Yates standing at the threshold, flanked by his friends, Flame No.1-3, their red hair standing out like sore thumbs in the quiet suburbia.