Chapter 240



Sarah recognized the importance of this moment. It was her chance to forge a connection with the Nixon family, much like Kallie had with the Hayes family. Though Sarah had previously disapproved of Kallie’s tactics, she now acknowledged their effectiveness. If she could become an esteemed guest of the Nixon family, she was curious to see how Bria would behave toward her then.

At these words, Bria’s anxiety surged. She grasped Ewing’s hand and pulled him aside. “Ewing, what are you doing? You know that…”

“That’s exactly why I did it.” Ewing felt overwhelmed and spoke with gravity. “I’ve been too preoccupied recently to give you much attention. I never expected you to take such bold steps. Have you considered how your actions have affected other members of the Nixon family? Besides, what you’re doing is clearly immoral.”

At his words, Bria sneered, “And what exactly is morality? Sarah employed the same tactics to lure Jake away from his wife. Why couldn’t I do the same?”

Ewing’s frustration was palpable, and his headache intensified. Disappointment flickered in his eyes as he regarded Bria. She used to be such a sweet and well-mannered girl when she was little. How had she changed so drastically as she grew older? He regretted not taking firmer action back then.

Ewing felt that if Bria had been raised by Tyrone, who placed a strong emphasis on a proper upbringing, she wouldn’t have turned out this way. However, back then, when Bria’s parents returned, they immediately sought to reclaim her. Over the years, it became clear that Bria’s moral compass had been twisted.

Ewing, his voice laced with a veiled threat, clutched Bria’s wrist. “Just because others choose to act without morals, must you follow suit? I’ve indulged you too much in the past. Now, you’re crossing the line. Continue this way, and I’ll have no choice but to send you away.”

Bria merely sneered in response, her gaze icy. “If my parents and my brother were here, they wouldn’t speak to me like this. Ewing, you’ve changed. Now, all you care about is our cousin who’s still missing. What’s the point in worrying about someone who might already be dead?”

Ewing’s anger flared, and he issued a stern warning, his hand raised as if ready to strike. “Say that again, and it won’t just be a warning.”

Realizing the gravity of the situation and the number of eyes on them, Bria lowered her head, feigning submission. “I understand.”

Ewing could see right through Bria’s act, but he chose to let it go. Turning on his heel, he prepared to leave. Bria suddenly halted him, urgency in her voice. “What did you just say? Our grandpa met Sarah and thinks highly of her? Is that really what happened?”

Ewing nodded affirmatively. “Yes, it’s true. Someone had taken our grandpa back. By the time I located him, he repeatedly mentioned having found our missing cousin. According to my investigation, it was Sarah who brought him back. Our grandpa is the only one among us who’s met our aunt and cousin. If he believes it’s her, then it’s likely Sarah is the one we’ve been searching for. But I can’t be certain until our grandpa sees her again.”

Bria’s eyes widened, struggling to grasp the news. “But Sarah has parents. How can that be? Our aunt and uncle died years ago. There must be some mistake.”

The thought that Sarah might be their relative made Bria’s earlier hostility toward Sarah seem like a farce. Moreover, if that was the case, Bria would have to respectfully refer to Sarah as “cousin,” a thought Bria found intolerable.

Ewing, perceptive of Bria’s turmoil, spoke with a subtle warning in his tone. “I advise you not to antagonize Sarah further. If we are indeed related and she seeks retribution, I won’t intervene.”

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