chapter622

Lydia watched Milana, her face calm and steady. "You still don't get it, do you? Luke just didn't want you both to keep going down the wrong path. You should be proud of him. He didn't let your actions rub off on him." Honestly, Lydia hadn't expected Luke to stand up for what was right, to call out Milana's crimes, but it made her proud all the same.

Milana just stared back, her face drained of color and hope. Jenson, on the other hand, let out a bitter laugh, tilting his head back. He'd lived most of his life, yet somehow his own son understood things better than he ever did.

As the police led Milana and Jenson out through the hotel doors, Lydia caught a familiar voice calling her name. Lydia!" She looked up and saw Kylie hurrying over, with Cameron and Connor right behind her.

Connor hadn't expected Lydia to move so fast. By the time they arrived, she'd already settled everything.

"Lydia, are you okay?" Kylie asked, worry clear in her eyes.

Lydia gave a small, reassuring smile. I'm fine. What are you all doing here?"

"You went to see Connor today, so your father and I thought you'd come home together for dinner. But then Connor told us you came here to handle something. Lydia, you know you can tell us about these things. Let us help you, too."

Kylie's voice was full of warmth and concern. Her daughter was always so capable, never giving her parents a chance to step in.

Milana and Jenson, still being held by the police, looked completely stunned. They recognized Cameron and Kylie. They were the wealthiest couple in the city. But did Kylie really just call herself Lydia's mom?

Jenson couldn't even get his words out. "Lydia, you... they... all of you..."

He'd already been through too much that night. This was just another blow he couldn't handle.

Kylie stepped forward, looking at the two of them. Her expression was a mix of disappointment and pity. "You used to be the richest family in.

Lakeview Town. But you did no

respect your elders, and you neglected your own daughter. You were selfish, and you lacked basic decency. Everything that's happened to you now is your own doing."

At first, Kylie and Cameron had really wanted to thank them. After all, they thought these people had raised Lydia. But the truth was so different. They had favored their son ignored Lydia, and when they found out she wasn't their biological daughter, they kicked her out of the Smith family without a second thought. They were so eager to cut her off that they hadn't even bothered to read the thank you letter Cameron and Kylie sent with their gifts.

They'd made a huge mistake. If they'd just opened that letter, they would have received enough money to last several lifetimes, even if they had no idea how to manage it.

Milana gaped, her voice trembling. "Wait... but Lydia said her parents were poor, just some family from the countryside. How can you be..."

Cameron let out a low laugh. Our family, the Norwoods, might come from the countryside, but that doesn't mean we're poor. When we sent someone to bring Lydia home, we wrote a thank you letter and sent a generous gift to your family. But you were so desperate to get rid of Lydia, you didn't even read the letter. You never found out about the fortune we left for you."

Jenson and Milana looked like they'd just swallowed something bitter. Shock and regret twisted their faces, leaving them speechless.

Kylie kept going. "If you'd cared about Lydia at all, you would have realized she was Miss L. If you'd had a shred of love for her, you wouldn't have thrown her out the moment you learned the truth. You have no one to blame but yourselves."

Connor spoke up quietly. Mrs. Norwood, you don't need to waste your breath. They've never believed they were wrong."

Kylie sighed. "I know, Connor. I'm just so angry."

Jenson's eyes went wide all over again when he heard Kylie call Connor by name. He looked like he'd just been hit with another wave of shock.