Remarriage Failed Again Today

After it finished downloading, she tapped play, and a voice recording began—

"I am Lauren, the matriarch of the Yates family. I am here to sincerely confess something to everyone.

Five years ago, the heir to the Grant Family and current CEO of the Grant Group, Leona Grant, was kidnapped. Everyone believes that my daughter, Vivian Yates, and I saved her, but that isn’t the truth. The one who actually saved her was Annabelle Linton—Leona Grant’s current wife and the former eldest daughter of the Linton Family.

The entire impersonation of her rescuer was my scheme from start to finish. My daughter had nothing to do with it.

Back then, my daughter and Annabelle Linton were best friends. I took advantage of their relationship to orchestrate this entire plot.

When the kidnapping occurred, Annabelle Linton was the first to discover it. Fearing Leona Grant would be harmed, she entered the scene disguised as a delivery person, while my daughter, Vivian Yates, went to call the police and look for an opportunity to save them both. It was then that I was struck by a wicked idea.

To save Leona Grant, Annabelle Linton was shot six or seven times and was on the verge of death. The people in the ambulance were men I had hired in advance. On the way to the hospital, Leona Grant was frantic, so we took advantage of her panic, injected her with a drug, and made her pass out.

Then, using a Hallucinogenic Agent, hypnosis, and other methods, we erased her memory of Annabelle saving her. After that, I conspired with Annabelle Linton’s stepmother, Yvonne Miller, to take Annabelle to another city. We used drugs to control her body, keeping her in a hospital bed for ten months, after which it took her two months to recover. And then..."

From the file, Mrs. Yates’s voice continued on, explaining in great detail what happened all those years ago. But Vivian Yates’s mind was completely blank; she couldn’t hear a single word.

’Mom actually confessed! She explained everything here, without missing a single detail!’

’And Annabelle Linton was the one who sent this voice message—’

The next second, as if she had just realized something, Vivian Yates scrambled to open the next voice message and the video.

Just as she suspected, it was the voice recording and video she had stolen a while back.

’But I distinctly remembered Annabelle Linton saying she didn’t have any backups!’

Vivian Yates’s face went pale—

’So Annabelle Linton knew my identity all along! She was just putting on an act, and I was the fool who fell for it, playing my part and calling her ’Cousin’ day in and day out!’

’No wonder it was so easy for me to leave the country. Annabelle Linton let me go on purpose!’

Vivian Yates’s face was ashen, and she had no idea what to do. She accidentally knocked over and shattered a glass on the table.

She scrambled to pick up the shards from the floor, only to cut her hand on them.

Bright red blood gushed out, a shocking sight. Vivian Yates stared blankly at the blood on her hand, completely at a loss for what to do.

’Could this all be another one of Annabelle Linton’s bluffs?’

’Yes, that’s it. She must be bluffing!’

’How could she know I’m impersonating Annabelle Ainsworth? I haven’t slipped up at all!’

"No, no, it can’t be like this..."

Vivian Yates wiped all the blood from her hand onto her clothes and staggered to call Mr. and Mrs. Yates’s cell phones.

Over and over, the calls went unanswered...

Vivian Yates then sent a message to Annabelle Linton.

’I’m not sure if Annabelle Linton has really figured me out. Maybe she’s just bluffing. It’s also possible she has no clue who I really am and just wanted to share these clips with me.’

"Right, right, that must be it. Annabelle Linton definitely hasn’t found out. She definitely hasn’t!"