Chapter 671 Margaret Was Patricia's Biological Mother
After a day of running around, no one had managed to catch a break.
When Martin and the others arrived at the Taylor family, dusk had settled in.
Kaleb, exhausted, was eager to hit the hay.
Just as he settled onto the bed, a sudden knock jolted him, followed by the butler's voice from outside.
"Mr. Langley, Mr. Parker, and Mr. Koch have shown up and insist on speaking with you downstairs about something urgent."
Kaleb subconsciously thought they were looking for him inside or wanted him to help out.
He was very clear about the current situation.
Apart from him, no one else could help Patricia.
However, he couldn't afford to offend his friends of decades for someone he had only known for a month.
After some inner conflict, Kaleb replied, "Let them know I've done all I can for Patricia's situation. There's nothing more I can do."
"Alright," With that, the butler departed, leaving behind a quiet room bathed in the late-night silence.
Kaleb could clearly hear the footsteps of the butler leaving.
Kaleb let out a heavy sigh, feeling a mix of regret and resignation. He had done his part. Now, it was out of his hands.
It was up to them now.
After a while, just when Kaleb thought Martin and the others had left, the butler knocked on the door again. "Sir, they refuse to leave, saying there is really something very important to tell you. If you don't see them, they say you will regret it."
Kaleb couldn't help but feel a little angry. He thought, 'Regret? Would he regret not saving Patricia? Impossible. Not saving Patricia might make him feel guilty for a while, but he would definitely not regret it. On the contrary, he would regret it if he offended Patricia and Joe.'
Seeing him not responding, the butler continued, "They said they are looking for you because of Margaret. They have found Margaret!"
"What?" Upon hearing the butler's words, Kaleb sat up from the bed in an instant.
Even if he suspected it might be a ploy by Martin to save Patricia, luring him out, Kaleb couldn't resist the temptation of any potential news about Margaret.
"You say they found Margaret? Where is she?" Kaleb asked.
Sebastian didn't answer his question but instead asked, "Just in case, do you have a photo of Margaret?"
Kaleb nodded vigorously. "Yes, why do you need a photo?"
Sebastian explained, "We need to confirm it's her. If we make a mistake, wouldn't it be a false alarm for you?"
If the photo Kaleb showed was of Margaret, then they hadn't made a mistake.
If not!
They would have to think of another way.
Kaleb thought what he said made sense and nodded. "Wait here, I'll go get it."
There used to be a photo of him and Margaret on his study desk.
But after recognizing Patricia, he stowed the photo away. Even the butler didn't know where it was, so he had to get it himself.
Moments later, Kaleb returned with a wooden frame clutched in his hand.
When he looked at the woman leaning on his shoulder, smiling sweetly at the camera, his heart ached.
Even after all these years, his feelings for Margaret hadn't waned. If anything, they'd grown stronger.
Reluctantly, he handed the photo to Sebastian. "This is a photo of Margaret and me, the only photo we took together. Handle it with care, please. It's precious."
Sebastian nodded and took the photo.
In the photo, the woman held the man's hand, resting her head on his shoulder, her smile radiant, her eyes gleaming.
After seeing the woman's face clearly, Sebastian was shocked and excited.
"Yes, yes... we didn't make a mistake..."
Kaleb wasn't stupid. He immediately understood the meaning behind Sebastian's words and asked anxiously, "What do you mean by that? Have you really found Margaret?"
Sebastian nodded, took out his phone, pulling up WhatsApp, and handed the enlarged photo to Kaleb.
Kaleb took the phone, and when he saw the girl in the photo, Kaleb's eyes widened.
The same posture.
The same smile.
The only difference was that the girl in Sebastian's photo appeared barely in her teens, her face brimming with youth, Her eyes were bright and beautiful, so beautiful that one couldn't look away.
"This... this is...?"
Sebastian explained, "She's my biological aunt! The man next to her is Shane, who is also my aunt's biological father."
Aunt?
Kaleb looked at Sebastian incredulously.
"Are you saying that Patricia... Patricia is really my daughter?"
Sebastian was Patricia's cousin.
Is her mother not the aunt of Sebastian?
Oh my god!
This revelation struck Kaleb like lightning, leaving him stunned and unable to process for a moment.
Sebastian nodded. "Yes, Patricia is indeed your biological daughter."
With the confirmation of his speculation, Kaleb felt his legs go weak and stumbled back a few steps.
"It's impossible. How could it be? Why has Patricia never told me that her mother's name is Margaret? I have mentioned Margaret to her countless times, and she has never told me once."
Sebastian clarified, "Because my aunt used to go by the name Elise!"
Kaleb widened his eyes. "But wasn't she called Margaret?"
Sebastian smiled, "Yes, my aunt's name is Elise! She liked you a long time ago, until one day, you finally noticed her and asked for her name. At that time, she told you she was called Margaret! "
As he listened, Kaleb's mind involuntarily wandered back twenty years.
That day, Kaleb came out of the hotel and suddenly heard a woman shouting, "Robbery, robbery..."
Spotting a woman chasing a man, he dashed after them without a word.
Nearly breathless, he caught up with the thief, retrieving the woman's bag.
Gratefully, she panted, "Thank you! What's your name? Let me treat you to a meal?"
Enraptured by her stunning presence, he couldn't tear his gaze away.
"I'm Kaleb!"
The woman smiled sweetly, "Oh! I'm Margaret."
Only later did he learn the truth.
That day, Margaret had orchestrated the whole scene to catch his attention.
Looking back now, that name was probably a beautiful lie she had carefully crafted.
Sebastian explained, "During the day on the Neon Bridge, the name Margaret struck a chord with me! Later, I asked Charles and found out that my aunt had mentioned this name to us. I was too young at the time, so I didn't remember it clearly."
Kaleb had been deceived during this period.
His own nephew deceived him.
Patricia deceived him.
Even his nephew, whom he had watched grow up, deceived him.
And the fake photo of Margaret in the rental house.
He dared not easily believe anymore.
"The photo... is it real?"
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