?<strong>Chapter 957:</strong>


    “You need to give Cathy some time. The revtion is a tremendous shock for her; she needs time to process it.”


    Johnson’s brows furrowed deeply, his fingers tightening around his ss.


    “I understand that, but… What if she neveres around? What if she keeps running away from me forever?”


    At his words, Belinda and Bethany exchanged nces, both at a loss for how tofort him.


    With a sigh, Johnson changed the subject.


    “Enough about me. Belinda, what happened to you?”


    Belinda took a slow, measured breath before recounting her unsettling conversation with Holley earlier that day.


    As she finished, Johnson let out a cold, humorless chuckle.


    “Just as I suspected!” From the very beginning, he had believed the car ident was far too coincidental to be just an ident.


    Bethany, her face twisted with disbelief, shook her head.


    “Holley… How could she have be this kind of person?”


    Johnson sneered, his eyes dark with certainty.


    “And now she ims she knew nothing about it? Please! If she were truly oblivious, why was she conveniently near your hospital at that precise moment? And why, of all things, did she pull you just as you were about to cross the street?”


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    “Exactly! There’s no way she was unaware of the matter before,” Bethany said.


    Johnson turned his gaze to Belinda, his expression unwavering.


    “The more I reflect on this, the more convinced I am—Holley must have been the one who gave you those hormones as a child.”


    This time, Bethany didn’t say anything. Once, she would have dismissed the idea outright. But given everything that had happened, she was starting to have doubts. Belinda frowned, her voice tinged with confusion.


    “But why? I just don’t understand why she would do something like that!” Belinda eximed, genuinely struggling toprehend it.


    A heavy silence settled over them before Johnson spoke again.


    “I just thought of something… something bold.”


    Both Belinda and Bethany snapped their eyes to him.


    Johnson’s expression turned solemn as he looked Belinda straight in the eye.


    “Belinda, have you ever considered that you might not actually be Holley’s daughter?”


    The room fell into a stunned silence.


    Belinda and Bethany were frozen, their minds struggling to process what Johnson had just said.


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