When everyone was about to leave, Amelia finally spoke up, her voice hesitant but steady.
"Mom, Dad... could you return some of the shares Janine took before?"
At that instant, Kenneth exploded. "Amelia, do you have no shame?"
He grabbed a plate of food and flung it at her. Sauce splattered down her hair, dripping over her face.
Unbothered, she wiped it off and said calmly, "Brother, I really need the money. It's urgent."
"Urgent for what? Planning to use it to hurt Janine again?"
Only then did I realize that Janine's limp had something to do with Amelia.
Back when the Wright family's patriarch was still alive—a man known for being fair and sharp—he had transferred Janine's shares to Amelia after she was proven to be the real daughter.
Of course, Grandpa Arthur hadn't treated Janine unfairly. He'd even set up a trust fund just for her—though the amount was nowhere near what the real Wright family heirs received.
Not long after arranging everything, Grandpa Arthur passed away due to illness.
On the day of his funeral, Janine didn't show up. Her phone went straight to voicemail.