Chapter 387

Madeline’s eyes flickered with interest as she stared at Eloise, whose tears were streaming freely, in shock. “Why would you say so, Mrs. Montgomery?”

“Eloise and I heard Meredith admit it herself.” Sean sighed, his brows furrowing tightly. “I can’t believe that she stole the identity.”

Madeline was rather confused at the turn of events.

Why would Meredith admit to not being the eldest daughter of the Montgomery family?

Doing such a thing gave her no advantages.

“I would never have heard her conversation with Rose and Jon had I not gone to visit her at the detention center.”

Eloise scoffed self-effacingly, and it dawned on Madeline that Eloise had overheard something that was never meant for her to hear.

A lie would always be a lie. Finding out the truth was only a matter of when.

It felt ironic, and she heard Eloise let out a chuckle.

“I thought that I had finally found my daughter after so many years. Sean and I drenched her with love these three years we thought she was ours. I didn’t even blink when I spent tens of millions on her as long as it made her happy.”

Madeline was not surprised at the number at all.

Meredith had always been greedy for fame and wealth. Although most of the money she got her hands on was taken for her own personal use, a fraction of it had certainly gone to Rose and Jon as well.

“I don’t even care about the money. What hurts is how she took advantage of our love for her. She has been nothing but fake with us these three years. The only thing about us that mattered to her was the Montgomery family wealth.”

Eloise had finally seen through Meredith’s facade.

However, it was too late.

Madeline pondered silently, finding the absurdity of the situation hilarious.

‘My dearest mom and dad, during the time you took Meredith as your daughter, everything she has done, no matter how immoral, you took it in your stride and chose to forgive.

‘Your love and protection for her were no different to Jeremy’s at the very beginning. You’d stab and hurt me without a second thought and only cared about who was truly in the wrong.

‘The wounds may heal, but the scars will always remain.’

“Miss Vera.” Eloise suddenly reached out to grab Madeline’s hand, her expression on edge.

Madeline reined herself back to stare at Eloise’s hallowed look.

“You told me last time, Miss Vera, that you heard Rose Tanner say that my daughter died three years ago. Could you please recall again if you’ve heard her wrongly? My daughter isn’t dead, is she? She can’t be!”

Eloise’s grip on Madeline’s hand tightened.

Hope and expectations glimmered in the woman’s eyes as she hoped of a reply that would put her at ease.

Madeline felt her previously calm heart skip a beat as she stared at the teary eyes before her.

“Miss Vera?” Eloise urged anxiously.

Madeline raised her gaze to meet Sean’s sincere and pleading ones. Her heart calmed as a faint smile graced her lips.

“I couldn’t hear that well since I was standing outside the door. I hear that Mr. and Mrs. Montgomery are well-known in the world of charity? I’m sure your daughter would still be well and alive, living off the blessings of your charitable works.”

Eloise’s shoulders slumped in relief at the words while Sean sent a grateful look at Madeline.

“That’s great, Sean! Our daughter’s still alive. Now we just need to find out where she is.” Eloise turned to look at Sean excitedly.

Madeline watched quietly, her heart not feeling even a shred of the elation they felt.

It dawned on Madeline that Jeremy had gotten quiet ever since Eloise told them that Meredith was not the Montgomeries’ true daughter.

Madeline turned her head to find Jeremy completely emotionless. His expression was frozen as if he was a mere ancient Greek sculpture. Had it not been for the swirl of emotions in his eyes, Madeline would think that he was hexed with a freezing charm with how quiet he was.

However, why was he acting in such a way?

Eloise’s emotional rollercoaster ride had caused the wound on her hand to seep with blood again.

Sean was quick to bring her to the hospital. Before they got in the car, Sean walked over to thank Madeline personally.

As grateful he was for the blood donation, he was more grateful for the white lie Madeline told earlier.