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    “I do,” Kenia replied, nodding. “Why bring that up now?”


    Belinda’s gaze was somber as she met Kenia’s eyes. “We’ve tracked down Lamont, the pediatrician who examined me back then.”


    Kenia’s breath caught. “You found him? What did he say?”


    Belinda gave a faint, bitter smile. “He has remade himself entirely, even taken a new identity. He goes by… Timothy now.”


    “Timothy?” Kenia’s face shifted, shock flickering across it. “Isn’t that the man Holley imed she owed a debt to?”


    Belinda’s smile held a trace of irony. “Exactly. Timothy is Lamont.


    Quite a twist, isn’t it, Grandma?”


    Kenia fell silent, at a loss for words.


    After a long pause, she spoke slowly, her voice measured. “So… Holley and Lamont have been in touch this whole time?”


    “I have a recording; let me y it for you.”


    As she spoke, Belinda pulled out her phone, opened the audio file she had copied from Lamont’s phone, and pressed y.


    As the recording filled the room, Kenia’s face grew pale.


    She listened in disbelief, struggling to process what she was hearing. The voice in the recording was unmistakably Holley’s, but she now felt like Holley was a stranger.


    She couldn’t believe that Holley had really done something like this.


    Belinda’s voice, low and steady, broke the silence. “Lamont confessed everything. Holley helped him because he threatened her with this recording.”


    She looked at Kenia, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. “Grandma, it turns out my hormone issues as a child… They were tied to Holley all along.”


    Belinda’s words struck Kenia like a thunderp in a cloudless sky.


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    Her body froze, her face turning pale.


    Her lips quivered, and she shook her head in denial, her voice trembling with disbelief. “No… That’s impossible. Belinda, there must be a misunderstanding. Your mother, she would never… She wouldn’t do something like this!”


    But no matter how desperately she tried to cling to that belief, the undeniable evidencey right before her eyes. She just couldn’t bring herself to ept the truth.


    She couldn’t bear the thought that her own daughter was capable of doing something so cruel.


    Belinda gave a hollow, bitterugh, one that held no real amusement. “Grandma, does someone like Holley even deserve to be called a mother?”


    Her voice was calm yet sharp. “What kind of mother would treat her child like that?”


    Kenia opened her mouth, but no words came.


    Finally, with a trembling hand, she reached out and sped Belinda’s fingers. “Belinda, why don’t we ask Holley toe here tomorrow? Let her exin herself. Maybe… Maybe there’s something we don’t know. Perhaps she had her reasons for doing that.”


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