Alyssa coldly stated, "There's no way in hell I'm letting my son go back to the Thomas family. So whatever you just blabbed about, I hope you keep it away from Ryder."
Agnes wanted to defend Ryder.
But if she spoke up now, Alyssa might misconstrue their relationship even more.
She might even suspect that she was coaxing Ryder to ditch the Whitfield family.
Agnes obediently agreed, "Gotcha."
Alyssa shot Agnes a cold glance and turned to go inside.
"Alyssa!" Agnes suddenly stopped her.
Alyssa stopped in her tracks, turning to face Agnes.
Mustering her courage, Agnes said, "I have a question for you." Alyssa's poised facade wavered slightly, yet she retained her chilly demeanor. "Go on."
"You were friends with my mum, Julia, weren't you?" Agnes hesitated for a moment. The weight of this confrontation had been bearing down on her. The fear of facing this truth, the anxiety of opening old wounds. Yet, when she finally spoke the words, they flowed easier than she had anticipated.
Alyssa's face tightened, her tone sharp. "What are you suggesting?"
"I just want to understand why you denied knowing my mum when you clearly did."
Alyssa's composure cracked; she visibly trembled. The nightmares she had been experiencing seemed to be merging with reality, making her feel trapped in a relentless dream.
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