Becoming strangers again (Lily and Ryan)

Chapter 77

knew I had to push these thoughts aside and focus on the

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Padling at the company’s parking lot, i waited for my father to exit his car and join me in mine. We had agreed earlier that

ng to drive to YAEW together for our meeting

As my father settled into the passenger seat, his keen gaze immediately sensed that something was amiss. His eyes flicked from Angelo to me, searching for answers. “What’s going on?” he inquired, his tone tinged with concern.

“Nothing” I replied quickly, attempting to brush off the tension in the air.

But before I could say more, Angelo interjected with a blunt revelation. “Mr. Ryan is about to be accused of murder,” he blurted out, causing my father’s expression to shift from concern to shock in an instant.

He glanced at me with furrowed brows, his confusion evident. “What is he talking about?” he asked.

Letting out a heavy sigh, I turned to look out the window, gathering my thoughts before responding. I accompanied the mento question Sophia’s mother about her whereabouts, and they found her dead in her grandmother’s house, I explained. “Shit my father cursed, his frustration evident. “What the heck is wrong with you, Ryan? Why are you working so hard to land yourself in jail? he demanded, his tone sharp with admonishment.

I shot him a glare, feeling defensive. “How is this my fault?” I retorted, my voice rising slightly. Did I look like someone who wanted to leave Lily and the boys alone and rot away in jail? “I didn’t anticipate things would end up like this. Nobody did

Running a hand down his face in exasperation, my father sighed heavily. “What did your men do after they found her dead?” he inquired, trying to piece together the situation.

instructed them to report it.”

“You did what?!” My father exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air in frustration. “Do you ever consider the repercussions of your actions before you carry them out?” he demanded, his tone laced with anger. “What happened to pretending like you were never there?

1 met his glare with a steely gaze. “I don’t know, probably because I don’t want to have to cover up a crime I didn’t commit,” I retorted, my voice tinged with frustration.

He licked his lips, clearly agitated. “How is that covering up a crime you didn’t commit?” he countered sharply. “It’s more like not concerning yourself with something that isn’t even your business to begin with

I shook my head, feeling, the weight of the situation pressing down on me. “You and I both know that they’ll find out someone was there. Their footprints alone are enough to lead the police to them, I explained, trying to make him understand. “And what do you think will happen when they find out that I knew she was dead but didn’t report it? Do you think they’ll ever believe that I didn’t do it? And don’t even get me started on Sophia’s mother. The moment she hears that her daughter is dead, my name is going to be the first on her list of suspects.

He shook his head in disagreement, still not seeing eye to eye with me. “If it had come to that, I would have known what to do to handle the situation, he insisted with confidence.

“And that brings us back to my initial point about covering up a crime I didn’t commit, I countered, feeling the frustration mounting,

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Reflecting on my life, I couldn’t help but wonder how different things might have been if I hadn’t been burdened with such immense responsibilities. What if my parents hadn’t treated my sister as though she were invisible, leaving me to bear the brunt of their attention and pressure?

As we approached the gates of the golf club, I noticed news vans already arriving, their cameras poised to capture every moment. We had informed the security at the club about the emergency press meeting, so they waved the vans through with practiced ease. I also spotted our legal team pulling in, ready to handle whatever legal battles lay ahead.

My father let out a weary sigh, his exhaustion obvious. “I just hope this ends in your favor,” he muttered.

At that moment, I realized that I, too, had no idea what the future held for me. All I could do was face the challenges ahead with courage, hoping for the best possible outcome.