Chapter 630
Thalassa was down in the dumps and restless, unable to accompany her friend Hertha in her pursuit of her Prince Charming.
“Just go by yourself, Hertha. Good luck,” she muttered, opening the door to their shared apartment.
Hertha, trailing after her, asked curiously, “What’s up, Thalassa? Did something happen?”
Hertha and Thalassa were best friends. They knew each other inside out.
Hertha noted Thalassa’s unusual pallor. She’d been so immersed in her own world that she’d failed to check in on her friend. Now, seeing Thalassa so disinterested in even going out, she realized something was amiss.
Thalassa plopped onto the couch, her eyes darting around aimlessly, lost as to where to start.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTaking a seat beside her, Hertha glanced around the room, asking, “Where’s Evelyn? Did she head back to Hollowbrook?”
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Mention of Evelyn sent Thalassa spiraling further into despair, her eyes welling with tears.
“Oh my, Thalassa darling, what happened? Don’t cry. Tell me what’s wrong, and we’ll sort it out together,” Hertha comforted, pulling her into a tight hug when she noticed Thalassa’s tear-stained face.
“What happened? The kids are with Lysander, right? He said you could visit them anytime. Evelyn too. We need to stay positive for them to grow up healthy and happy,” Hertha soothed, patting Thalassa’s back.
She thought Thalassa was still upset about Lysander taking the kids.
Thalassa collected herself, breaking away from the ‘hug to wipe her tears. “My mom’s been arrested. The Sinclair family wants her in prison.”
She knew Robert had been lying, but she didn’t know how to help Evelyn. That was what made her feel so helpless.
Hertha’s eyes widened in shock, “What? How did this happen?”
Thalassa relayed the events of the past two days to Hertha.
“Good heavens, Sybil passed away? Lysander’s grandparents raised him. He must be devastated. And he must loathe whoever caused her death,” Hertha gasped, her breath hitching.
Thalassa nodded. She felt the same grief, fear, confusion, shock, disbelief.
“Lysander is heartbroken, and he blames me and my mom. I grieve for Grandma Sybil too, but something’s off. We need to find the real culprit to bring justice to Grandma Sybil,” Thalassa murmured.
Lysander and Zephyr were grieving and blinded by rage.
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Thalassa could empathize with their feelings. But if she didn’t find proof of the truth, her mom would have been sentenced to prison. Evelyn was already in her fifties. Going to prison would have ruined the rest of her life. And Evelyn, being a woman, would have been terrified in such circumstances.
“From what you’ve told me, Sophia saw Sybil trip over the couch and fall. But Robert insists that Evelyn pushed her, causing her to fall. Sophia’s just a kid. She wouldn’t lie. So, the liar must be Robert. Can’t we just investigate him?” Hertha proposed.
That was precisely the problem.
“Zephyr and Lysander firmly believe it’s my mom’s fault. They won’t investigate Robert,” Thalassa sighed.
“So, what do we do? If Sybil’s body is cremated tomorrow, it’ll be even harder to find evidence,” Hertha fretted, equally perplexed.
Thalassa looked down, feeling helpless. She was just one person with no one to back her up. How could she possibly stand up to the Sinclair family and seek the truth?