Chapter 384
Shawn’s face was filled with a doting smile, an expression she rarely saw on his face.
This photo was heavily folded, and the smiling faces of the three looked somewhat distorted in the wrinkles. She seemed to see Caitlyn’s reaction when she saw this photo.
Looking at the photo, Celeste’s back began to feel sad. Looking at Shawn’s attitude towards Angel over the years, she had a bad feeling.
As if to confirm her guess, the last photo was a paternity test report of Angel and Shawn.
Angel had a 99% chance of being Shawn’s biological daughter.
This news made Celeste feel cold from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.
For the truth of the moment and for Shawn’s cruelty.
He brought his illegitimate daughter into the family as an adopted daughter, making his wife raise her for more than ten years. How heartless must he be to do such a thing?
She couldn’t imagine how devastated Caitlyn must have been when she found out the truth.
Caitlyn had never told her any of this, not even once.
Caitlyn’s depression and erratic emotions had worn her out. How could she know that her mother was suffering so much?
Just thinking about it made her heart ache like it was being torn apart.
No, maybe Caitlyn didn’t keep it a secret, but she did tell her, and didn’t pay attention.
She remembered that during her college entrance exam period, Caitlyn had asked her a few times if she would follow her or Shawn if they divorced.
She didn’t take it seriously at the time because Caitlyn and Shawn had fought many times before, and she would ask this question every time they fought.
She didn’t want to divorce Shawn; she just wanted to find an excuse not to divorce him from her child.
So every time Caitlyn asked, she said she would follow her father, so her mother would be reluctant to divorce.
Caitlyn would then happily hug her.
So, was that car accident really related to Shawn or not?
Why did Caitlyn turn out like that and still try to send messages? Was she hinting at something about herself?
Celeste felt a chill in her heart, and just then, her phone rang.
It was a call from Mason.
She took a deep breath, suppressed her emotions, and answered softly, “Hello?”
Mason heard her voice and paused for a moment, “Celeste, are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” Celeste cleared her throat and let her voice return to normal, “What’s up, Mr. Fletcher?*
“Can you come and pick up Liam? He’s had too much to drink, and I’ve had quite a bit, too, so it’s not really convenient for me to take him.”
Celeste glanced at the time; it had been almost three hours.
“Alright, I’ll be there soon. Please take care of him for now.”
After hanging up, Celeste composed herself, put the things back into the safe and, locked it, then drove off to pick up Liam.
