The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Back when they were kids, Jacob and Wayne were as thick as thieves, always up to some mischief in their neighborhood.

Jacob had heard tales about a man named Ayden from the old folks at home.

"I remember Grandma getting all choked up whenever she mentioned Ayden," Jacob said, raking his fingers through his hair as he paced back and forth in front of Rosalynn. He was like a fuse waiting to be lit. Rosalynn didn't interrupt his train of thought.

Coming to a halt, Jacob said, "Now that I think about it, it makes sense. Ayden seemed just fine when they met a few months ago, and then out of the blue, he killed his fiancée! Why? Because of that vicious woman, Yvette! She swapped his meds for some insane reason, and her foolishness not only killed her own sister but drove Ayden to despair and suicide!"

Yes, it was there in black and white in the diary; Yvette's twisted reasoning.d2

It was all pretty straightforward.

Her sister had given all her attention to Ayden, so her sister didn't pay much attention to her anymore.

Yvette had bought into the idea that love conquers all.

So, she tampered with Ayden's medication, convinced that if Ayden truly loved her sister, the power of love alone would heal his illness without the need for any drugs.

When Ayden, in the throes of his untreated condition, murdered Betsy, Yvette was at home.

Her diary entries were panic-stricken: she had locked herself in her room, listening to her sister's screams, hearing her reveal her pregnancy.

"He never loved my sister. If he had, he wouldn't have killed her!"

"My sister, the foolish woman, ignored her own flesh and blood for a man who ended up taking her life, and the life of her unborn child!"

"I won't make the same mistake. I'll find someone who truly loves me."

"Even though my sister is gone, I made the right choice. Natalie's changed a lot since her son died, finally realizing what her domineering ways cost her, and she's become more gentle." Yvette had even scribbled down excitedly how she switched the meds back after Ayden's death.

"Almost got caught by that bitch..."

That "bitch" was naturally Brisa, who had almost uncovered the truth initially. But at the time, it seemed like even the heavens were conspiring with Yvette.

When Brisa examined the medication, she noticed there was more than there should have been. Yet in the ensuing chaos, nobody cared for the details of a pill count. People might miss a dose or take an extra by mistake, it happened.

But Brisa's suspicions had been enough to spur Yvette to grab the money and run back to her and Betsy's hometown, leading to her teenage romance with that ex-boyfriend who Jacob talked with.

If not for Brisa's discovery, Yvette's initial plan had been to bask in Natalie's guilt, to be adopted by her in a moment free of crisis, and to become the darling daughter of the Silverman family. When Rosalynn read this far, she felt chill.

She mentally thanked Brisa over and over, resolving to remind Cory and Ivy that should the day come when she and Wayne were no longer around, they must do all in their power to assist the Davis family if they ever needed help.

Brisa was nothing short of a savior to the Silverman clan.

Had Yvette remained in the Silverman family... Rosalynn shuddered to think what might have become of the family.

"Fuck!" Jacob shouted in anger.

"Why don't you yell a bit louder, maybe right into Rose's ear," Rosalynn said dryly, observing Jacob's meltdown.

Jacob stopped shouting. Instead, he fell silent.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

He picked up the diary from the floor and continued to flip through it, his handsome face creased with tension and never quite smoothing out.

Rosalynn, deciding she needed a break, went over to the fireplace, lit it up, and from a vintage cupboard, she fetched some beef jerky snacks. She started browsing the web, waiting for Jacob to finish the diary and compose himself.

She had read the diary in this very cabin on the day they found it, her heart pounding with rage, taking ages to calm down.

After Betsy's death, the diary entries became sparse.

But Yvette had detailed her first time with the ex-boyfriend, even morbidly wearing Betsy and Ayden's wedding rings as if claiming a twisted victory in love, stepping through a door she believed led to her own happiness.