Chapter 1114
His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Lucas turned to Belinda, his voice heavy. âDid Holley⦠want you to grow up to be completely dependent on her? To be someone without any skills?â
Belindaâs expression faltered, her throat tightening. After a long silence, she finally spoke, her voice hesitant. âMaybe⦠Maybe she just wanted me to live a simple, carefree life. Maybe she thought that would make me happy.â
âA person who knows nothing surely doesnât have many worries,â Lucasâ tone was full of sarcasm.
Belinda froze.
Lucasâ words were harsh, but they carried a painful truth. Had that been Holleyâs intention all along? Did Holley just want her to become a person with no purpose, no capabilities?
The rest of the car ride passed in silence. It was clear that Lucasâ words had stirred something deep within Belinda.
Lucas could sense her turmoil, and though he regretted causing her distress, he couldnât ignore the possibility that Holley had harbored ill intentions toward Belinda from the start. More than ever, Lucas felt that Holleyâs behavior was suspicious. Yet, his investigations had shown she appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary woman, with no suspicious history.
Thinking of this, Lucas couldnât help but frown.
He drove Belinda to the hospital, where she would stay to keep an eye on Kenia. They spent some time chatting with Kenia before Lucas left to return home.
At Vera Villas, Sarai approached Holley with a serious expression. âHolley, can we talk?â
Holley looked at her, slightly puzzled. âWhat is it, Sarai? Whatâs on your mind?â She settled onto the sofa, her posture relaxed but her tone curious.
Sarai wasted no time. âYesterday, at the hospital⦠I overheard your conversation with Kenia.â
Holleyâs brows knitted together, her expression confused as she met Saraiâs gaze. âYou heard it. And?â
Sarai continued, âThe hormones found in Belindaâs system⦠I actually know something about them.â
Holleyâs pupils constricted instantly.
She⦠she knew something about that?
With a nervous gulp, Holley asked, âWhat exactly do you know?â
Sarai didnât hesitate. âWhen I was young, I visited your house to play with Belinda. Thatâs when I saw you holding a syringe and giving Belinda an injection while she was asleep.â
Holleyâs face shifted immediately, her composure faltering. Her heart raced, panic surging through her. She had never imagined that Sarai would have witnessed her injecting hormones into Belinda!
Saraiâs words left no room for doubt; she had seen it with her own eyes. Otherwise, how would she have known about the method? Holley had chosen injections for their quick results. Later, as Belinda grew older, she switched to pills, fearing that needle marks might raise questions.
But no matter what, she could never admit to it!
Forcing a smile, Holley replied, âThatâs impossible! Iâm not a doctor; how could I have given her an injection? Sarai, you must have been mistaken. You were just a child back then.â
Saraiâs smile was calm but firm. âHolley, I was thirteen at the time. I knew what I saw. I watched you inject her with a syringe while she slept. She flinched slightly, as if she felt the pain, and let out a faint sound. You pushed the liquid in and patted her back to calm her, and she drifted back to sleep.â
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