"Don't you know, Ms. Boston?" Maddox asked, his surprise evident.
"What am I supposed to know?" Helen retorted, her confusion growing.
Maddox lowered his gaze, pausing to collect his thoughts. "Let me give you the full picture."
Helen listened intently as Maddox revealed the untold history of the Boston family from Glendale.
It turned out the Bostons hadn't always been wealthy. Though they were involved in the medical field, their ventures had only seen moderate success.
Everything changed when Aaron's grandfather—Helen's great-grandfather—met Maddox's superior.
This pivotal meeting launched the Boston family into prominence, ultimately establishing them as a leading pharmaceutical group in Grand Cathay.
However, there was a catch. If the future head of the Boston family ever had a daughter, she was to be given to Maddox's superior to marry upon reaching adulthood.
If this arrangement wasn't honored, everything bestowed upon the Boston family would be taken back, including the lives of every family member.
"Therefore, Ms. Boston, I'm here to escort you back to marry my boss," Maddox stated, his tone becoming more formal with each word.
Helen's heart raced with a mix of conflicting emotions. A whirlwind of thoughts filled her mind—Aaron distancing himself, favoring Faye, ignoring her—along with the letter she had just discovered.
It seemed Aaron had known about this agreement all along. Had his effort to cut ties with her been a way to protect her from this fate?
If that were the case, everything clicked into place.
Following Faye's passing, Aaron had even issued a public statement cutting ties with Helen as his daughter. It appeared that all his actions had been motivated by a desire to protect her.
But what about Faye? Was her adoption simply a coincidence or part of a larger scheme? What other secrets lay hidden behind Helen's placement with the Spencer family?
"Very well, then. I'll take my leave," Maddox replied, choosing not to pursue the matter further.
He didn't stay long, quickly leaving the place.
Standing in the middle of the living room, Helen glanced around, a wave of emotion flooding over her. All this immense wealth was ultimately just a fleeting illusion. She realized that a fulfilling life didn't require a deep attachment to material possessions.
…
One afternoon, Jenson suddenly burst into Helen's home.
At that moment, Helen was asleep. Meanwhile, Abigail descended the stairs in Helen's pajamas and a face mask, only to accidentally bump into him.
Without missing a beat, Jenson grabbed her and began speaking frantically.
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