NovelGold"Jessy, you can ask your brother yourself," Timothy Lawson explained. "Who called him and told him to bring you
back to the Zimmerman family? Who made sure you were welcomed home?"
Vince Zimmerman's face darkened with irritation. "Timothy, | already knew Jessy was my sister before you ever
picked up the phone. Don't try to take credit for something you didn't do. After all these years, you should know
knew?"
Timothy, still harboring doubts, seized the moment to probe. "Then how did you find out?"
Vince's tone was almost mocking. "Guess I'll spell it out for you. Yates mentioned more than once that Jessy
reminded him of my little sister. Even Sheila Howard said the swhen she sawsaid she'd seen photos
online and thought Daisy looked a lot like Jessy. | was suspicious, so | went straight to Jessy's hometown to find
her. | wanted to ask for schildhood photos, but Herbert Wheeler pulledaside, probably thinking | was
interested in her. So | took the chance to ask Herbert if Jessy was really their biological child. Herbert toldshe
has a birthmark-said that proves it."
Timothy's brow furrowed, his expression tightening. "So Herbert told you about her birthmark."
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"That's right. The moment | found out, I could've killed you!" Vince spat the words out between clenched teeth.
Timothy's gaze darkened, nearly turning black with rage. He turned to Jessy, his voice sharp and accusing.
"Jessy, how does Herbert know about your birthmark? Did you two...?"
That birthmark was in such a private spot-how could Herbert possibly know? Suddenly Timothy clutched his
chest and coughed up blood.
A spray of bright red splattered across the white iron gate, droplets dotting the fresh layer of snow at their feet,
the crimson shockingly vivid.
"Timothy!"
Sandra and Sallie Lawson rushed over, seeing him just as the blood left his lips, both crying out in alarm.
Sallie darted forward, grabbing his arm to steady him.
Sandra hurried up behind, supporting him from the other side.
Timothy, weakened, could barely stand. The thought of Herbert knowing about Jessica Greene's birthmark
stabbed deep, making his legs buckle. If Sallie hadn't caught him, he would have collapsed right there in the
snow.
Blood still clung to his lips as his eyes burned red with anguish. He choked out,
"How far have you gone with him?"
Jessica shot him a look that said he was out of his mind.
Vince gave him a look that said he was even worse.
The truth was, Herbert had only seen Jessica's birthmark because, as a child, she'd been bullied and her shirt
had been torn. That was it.
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Timothy's imagination was running Wild.
After seven years of marriage, did he still not know what kind of person she was? To accuse her of something so
vile?
Jessica had no intention of dignifying such a question with a response. “Con, Vince. Let's go inside," she said
to her brother, turning away.
Timothy shook off Sandra and Sallie's hands, clutching the iron gate with white- knuckled fists.
"Open the gate!" he barked. "Vince, open up! Yates Bryant!" His anger
had grown so fierce that both Sandra and Sallie shrank back, genuinely frightened.
No one answered him. The three of them walked toward the house without looking back.
Timothy shouted after them, his voice raw. "Jessica! If you don't clear this up, I'll make him pay!"
No one touches what's mine. If anyone did, they wouldn't live to regret it.
Jessica stopped, overwhelmed with fury. She spun around, marched to the gate, and flung it open.
The moment the latch clicked, Timothy pushed his way inside.
Smack!
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