Married a Secret Billionaire

Chapter 1873

Whitney hurriedly let the butler in to speak.

“Is there news?” She looked eager. “Mobilize our people to assist Mr. Hamerton! Daniel… Ms. Hamerton can stay here temporarily. I can take care of her. You go and help with the rescue!”

“Madam, rest assured.” The butler smiled. “Mr. Chris Hamerton has already sought help from his former comrades. The special forces soldiers have more experience and are more agile than us.”

Whitney breathed a slight sigh of relief but still urged Daniel to go and check.

Just then, someone said that Persephone had awakened and was asking for Maisie.

Maisie hurried toward her bedroom.

Only Daniel and Whitney remained in the study. Just as Whitney was about to go back to rest, Daniel suddenly called her. NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

“Aunt, is it true that Anya… had a child with Wilfred?”

Whitney froze.

Daniel’s gaze was deep, and he seemed hesitant to speak.

He had listened to her talking about Anya’s past and caught that passing remark about “she gave birth to a daughter for Wilfred”. A thought flashed through his mind…

“Yes,” Whitney said softly. “At that time, although I had publicly severed ties with her as her teacher, I couldn’t help but care for her. Anya devoted herself to Wilfred, but that man married Delilah for the sake of his family’s interests… I blame myself, too. I refused to see her because of a bit of pride.”

“You never saw that child?”

“I saw her from a distance once.” Whitney contemplated. “After Anya gave birth to the child, she also broke ties with her family. Once, I secretly went to see her. She was taking a walk with the child in the park… I spoke a little to her. She cried, confessed her regret, and let me hold her child. It was a girl, probably five or six months old, very adorable.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For All Books Updates…

“After that day, I planned to use my connections to help her restart her writing. I gave her some money, but she felt awkward taking it for free and wrote a cursive piece for me…”

Whitney opened the safe and took out Anya’s note. Daniel noticed that Maisie’s cursive work from last time was also in there.

“This…”

“I felt that Maisie’s handwriting resembled Anya’s,” Whitney explained. “That night, by chance, I compared her handwriting and found a hidden layer in Anya’s work. The middle part of the hidden layer contained the password for a bank safe.

“In retrospect, Anya probably anticipated that she wouldn’t live long that day.” Whitney’s expression turned serious. “As such, she settled everything and hid it in her work.”

“After you met Ms. Campbell that day, did you get someone to help her?”

“No.” Whitney was deeply regretful. “Just when I wanted to help her, I received news of her death… Wilfred now has a complete family, but what about Anya? What about her child? It makes me furious just thinking about it!”

Daniel looked determined. “Have you ever thought that maybe Anya’s daughter was just standing in front of you?”

“Both of you think you can go somewhere? Where else can you go?”

Jodie’s laughter echoed in the small room.