The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 1917

Who'd have thought, just as the monks were about to crack, a woman showed up out of nowhere.

She beat her up, and even claiming to be the dead girl's mother!

If it wasn't for the cop who said on the day of the incident that the girl was an orphan and was taken in by the monks, she might have bought into the woman's story!

"You don't get it!" Martin shouted, his voice going hoarse, "Erica and her husband had already arranged to adopt Mary with the monastery. She is Mary's mother! You have no idea what you and your daughter have destroyed!!"

Erica felt like she was being stabbed in the heart.

If it weren't for Larkin supporting her, she would have collapsed on the spot.

"I don't care about any of that, I want you to cure my daughter now. Why did you save Madeleine and not my daughter?" Jeannie blurted out all at once, and continued to rant, "My daughter was getting better in the hospital, it was after coming here that she got worse because of you guys. You must cure her!! Otherwise I'll tear down your monastery!"

"How funny." Larkin said coldly, "do you know who arranged for the experts to treat Madeleine?"

Jeannie frowned, "I don't care who it was, but they have to take responsibility!"

"The person who arranged and paid for Madeleine's treatment was wife," Larkin said coldly, "your daughter is the murderer of our child, and you still dream of getting money and medical aid from us? Dream on!"

Jeannie was shocked.

"No way! How could it be you! What are the odds!!"

Her daughter randomly killed someone, and it turned out to be the little girl their benefactors wanted to adopt?

She would never believe such a thing.

Larkin didn't bother arguing with her any further.

He gestured to the bodyguard, who immediately handed him a phone.

Larkin dialed a number directly.

The phone rang a few times before someone picked up. Before Larkin could even speak, Faustina's enthusiastic voice came through, "Mr. Carter, I've been meaning to call you these past few days, to thank you!"

Larkin asked, "How's your daughter doing?"