?<strong>Chapter 433:</strong>


    Belinda softened her tone and replied, “Don’t be angry, Mom; I won’t take such risks again.”


    Holley turned away, seemingly ignoring Belinda, yet a trace of something dark momentarily crossed her features.


    “Promise me you will never do such a thing again from now on,” Kenia said, shooting Belinda a sharp nce.


    “Alright, I promise you!” Belinda replied with a fervent nod, her sincerity evident.


    “Now that’s more like it,” Kenia responded.


    After a moment’s thought, Kenia added, “Since we’ve discovered that Belinda is allergic to artichokes, we will not have that in our meals from now on.”


    As Kylee approached the hospital room door, her hand poised to push it open, she stopped abruptly, frozen in ce at the sound of Kenia’s words.


    Her expression flickered, revealing a subtle change.


    What on earth had she just overheard?


    Belinda was actually allergic to artichokes?


    Wait, did this mean that…


    A sudden thought crossed Kylee’s mind, and without hesitation, she spun around and hurried off.


    Inside the hospital room, Kenia suggested that Holley stay the night to keep an eye on Belinda, but Belinda quickly declined, reassuring them that she would be fine on her own.


    After much back-and-forth, Kenia finally relented, agreeing with a hint of reluctance.


    In the evening, at the Wright family’s residence…


    There was a soft knock on the door of Car’s room.


    “Come on in,” came the voice from Car.


    Hearing the permission to enter, Kylee opened the door and stepped inside.


    Car smiled as she saw her daughter enter, asking, “Kylee, what’s going on? Do you need something?”


    She was seated on the sofa, casually watching TV.


    Kylee walked over, sat down next to her, and said, “Mom, I have something I need to ask you.”


    “What’s on your mind?” Car asked.


    “Belinda and I were born on the same day, weren’t we?” Kylee got right to the point, skipping any small talk.


    “Yes, that’s right.” Car nodded, curious. “Why do you ask?”


    After a brief pause, Kylee continued, “Then… Do you happen to know where Holley gave birth to Belinda?”


    “I’m not sure about that.” Car shook her head, eyeing Kylee with a hint of confusion. “Kylee, why are you asking me this all of a sudden?”


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