Taking Back What My Sister Stole novel Chapter 129

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The summer sun was scorching.

Priscilla had been kneeling for half an hour, her face flushed red from the sun, sweat soaking through her clothes.

Noah was her only support.

Just then, the sound of a car suddenly came from nearby.

The car door opened so close it almost brushed her face, and a pair of silver high heels stepped onto the ground.

Juniper got out of the car.

She let out a mocking, low laugh: “Ms. Wilburn, what mistake have you made this time? Let me guess, so it turns out you’re just a loose woman who got pregnant before marriage.”

Priscilla looked at her without much expression, her gaze shifting across to meet Wesley’s eyes.

She bit her lip lightly, feeling somewhat humiliated.

Wesley only glanced at her before looking away.

Juniper trotted forward, linking her arm with Wesley’s in a showy manner, and the two of them walked inside.

Priscilla watched their backs–they looked like a perfect match.

Her chest felt unbearably tight.

In the living room, Dillon had already come forward

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enthusiastically. “Wes, Juniper, you’re here.”

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He once again marveled at his younger daughter’s excellence- she had become Mr. Carlton’s sister and was also good friends with Ms. Johnson.

For the first time, he felt that Larissa was more useful than

Claude.

It was right to keep his daughter here.

Wesley nodded, while Juniper greeted politely, “Uncle.”

Wesley took a slow sip of tea, glanced outside, and asked, “What’s going on out there?”

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Dillon’s face. “I failed to teach my daughter well. Sorry to let you see such a joke.”

Tania chimed in, “We only just found out–Priscilla, she… she actually has a three–year–old child.”

She pretended to be upset, lowering her head and wiping away nonexistent tears with the back of her hand. “We didn’t know she did such shameful things back home. We really owe you an apology.”

Wesley said nothing, his expression unreadable, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

He said calmly, “I know about this. I know the child’s father.”

Dillon was taken aback. “You know him?”

“It’s Luciano.”

“Luciano Wilkinson?”

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Dillon was deeply shocked.

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In Aetherton, the Wilkinson family held a prestigious status.

Unlike the Carlton family, who had been merchants for generations, almost everyone in the Wilkinson family went into politics, except for Luciano and his aunt Gwendolyn Wilkinson, who were rebellious and refused to follow the

family’s arrangements.

Luciano became a lawyer, and Gwendolyn became a perfumer.

Three years ago, something happened to the Wilkinson family–Gwendolyn died, and Luciano went abroad.

Since then, the Wilkinson family had kept a much lower profile.

But still, countless people were desperate to form a connection with them.

Dillon felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

The thought that he might become in–laws with the Wilkinson family made his heart crawl with anxiety.

He looked to his wife, hoping she would give him an out and let Priscilla off the hook.

But Tania only lowered her head and pretended to drink tea. Ever since their son Claude went abroad, she had acted as if Priscilla was no longer her daughter.

Having Priscilla kneel under the blazing sun was just the right way to vent her anger.

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As for the Wilkinson family, she saw things more clearly than her husband. If the Wilkinson family truly acknowledged Priscilla, why would Luciano have taken the child abroad

alone?

There was no place for Priscilla in the Wilkinson family.

Dillon, not getting a response from his wife, felt a bit

awkward.

Outside, Priscilla received a call from Luciano–Noah needed an injection and was crying for her.

Priscilla looked at the tightly closed front door, gritted her teeth, and comforted him softly.

She couldn’t give up halfway.

After a moment’s thought, she simply closed her eyes and collapsed to the ground.

A servant rushed into the living room, shouting, “Ms. Priscilla has fainted!”

Dillon immediately stood up. Fainting was perfectly timed–if she kept kneeling, who knew if Luciano would get angry.

Wesley also stood up.

“Wes, you’re here.” Larissa appeared on the stairs, rubbing her eyes as if she had just woken up. “Why didn’t you call me

when you arrived?”

Juniper stepped forward and took her arm. “I heard you

stayed up late testing perfumes. Wes was worried about you and said not to disturb you.”

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At that moment, Priscilla was being carried in by the servants under Dillon’s direction and placed on the sofa,

She happened to hear Juniper’s words.

She was glad she was ‘unconscious‘ now, so she didn’t have to see Wesley doting on Larissa.

Larissa seemed to notice Priscilla for the first time. “What happened to Priscilla?”

Juniper pretended to explain.

Larissa covered her mouth in shock, her eyes reddening. “Wes, I’m sorry, I didn’t know Priscilla actually…”

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