The Unwanted Daughter When Love Comes Too Late novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159 New Leads

I couldn’t die…

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Not now, not after everything. He had clawed his way this far, even causing the death of the brother who once meant everything to him. He couldn’t just end here!

Maybe it was sheer willpower keeping him alive. Just when Chris felt like death was reaching out for him, his hand brushed against the pills in his pocket.

It took a while after swallowing them, but finally, he felt his breathing steady. He ripped the sack off his head.

The narrow alley was pitch dark, the only light coming from a dim streetlamp flickering above. Not even a rat scurried across the pavement. The place was completely empty.

That’s when it hit him–he’d been tricked.

But by whom?

Was this just a beating to send a message, or was there something bigger behind it?

Chris didn’t dare linger. If they came back, he knew he wouldn’t be so lucky a second time.

Back home, he didn’t tell a soul what happened.

His only small relief was that his attacker had avoided his face. Outwardly, he looked untouched.

But every step sent pain shooting through him, and walking straight was nearly impossible.

Ronald didn’t bother following up on Chris’s condition. He could already guess–Chris would be furious and humiliated but too scared to let it blow up..

And Chris wasn’t the only one who needed to learn a lesson. There was another player in the game beside the Jackmans.

Winona.

While Ronald was plotting how to deal with Winona, Tracy uncovered suspicious activity from Erin,

After setting her bait, Tracy had been waiting for Erin to bite.

She hadn’t expected Erin to hold out this long.

But when Erin finally made a move, Tracy was stunned.

Her bank account suddenly showed a large cash withdrawal.

Erin had her bodyguard carry the money while they wandered through the mall for an hour, and then… nothing.

When Erin returned home, the money had vanished without a trace.

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Meanwhile, the people tailing Tom reported that he suddenly came into a pile of cash and blew it recklessly at the casino.

Tracy didn’t believe for a second that Tom’s money had just appeared out of nowhere. She immediately had people trace his movements and discovered that the day after he went to a shopping mall, he suddenly came into cash.

And that mall? It just happened to be the same one where Erin had withdrawn a large sum of cash and gone shopping with her bodyguard.

There was no way Tracy could accept that as coincidence.

But no matter how much she investigated, there wasn’t a single trace linking Erin and Tom. It was as if her suspicions were nothing more than imagination.

Not wanting to tip Erin off, Tracy chose not to make any bold moves. Still, she was certain Tom’s money had come from Erin.

If Erin couldn’t be cornered directly, then Tom had to be watched.

He had taken Erin’s money, and he was bound to make another move.

Whenever Tracy uncovered useful leads, she had developed the habit of sharing them with Franklin. She knew he was still haunted by Walter’s death.

This time was no different. She didn’t mention Erin’s name–she only said the lead came from Walter’s trail, which had pointed toward Tom.

She understood her grandfather well. He might not like Erin, but Erin was still his granddaughter by blood. More than anything, Franklin had always wanted peace between Tracy and the rest of the family.

Tracy hid the truth well, but Franklin–who had weathered countless storms in his youth–saw through her in an instant.

He knew Walter’s death had hit Tracy hard and that she had been burning herself out chasing answers. So whatever she told him, he simply believed her, never asking too many questions.

Instead, his attention shifted to Ronald, who was quietly slicing fruit at the table. “You seem to have a lot of free time lately,” Franklin asked. “Not working?”

Naturally, he had already tried digging into Ronald’s background.

But it was like the man had appeared out of thin air–no records, no history, nothing.

In Cloudville, Franklin had never seen someone he couldn’t trace at all.

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Ronald’s fruit knife paused for a split second.

He remembered Franklin’s remark the last time they met and realized the man had just questioned him again–this time right in front of Tracy.

Do Franklin despise me?

But in a blink, Ronald’s expression shifted into his usual sunny smile. He turned to Franklin and answered

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easily. “I do have a job, Mr. Franklin. I’m CeeCee’s assistant now.”

That stunned not only Franklin but Tracy as well.

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She knew Ronald didn’t just waste his days lounging around their rental apartment. He was always busy with his things. But when had he become her assistant?

As if he hadn’t noticed her puzzled look, Ronald set down the half–peeled fruit, pulled out his phone, and opened Tracy’s online art account.

“This account? I manage it for her,” he explained. “Editing, promotions, fan interactions–it’s all handled by me.”

He didn’t exaggerate or boast. He simply laid it out clearly, his voice steady and serious, showing the quiet effort he had poured into everything.

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