Chapter 853 - 847: Mom and Dad Are Here 6

Chapter 853: Chapter 847: Mom and Dad Are Here 6

Whitney Lynch’s heart skipped a beat before she changed her words, trembling and pleading: "Miss, I’ve realized my mistakes. Please let me spend the rest of my life in a cell, let me repent for the wrongs I’ve committed, I beg you, please."

Tiana Thorne watched her, deeply impacted, yet a faint smile played on her lips, dangerously: "Didn’t you say that no one could make you go to jail?"

Whitney shook her head frantically: "Letting me go is what I deserve, I deserve it..."

Tiana understood her too well; her eagerness to be imprisoned was not because she truly knew her faults and wanted to repent, but because she had realized that in prison, she’d be much safer than facing those brothers of hers.

But alas, she never lets others have their way.

"Just now, I planned to send you to the precinct, to truly experience its atmosphere, but..."

She deliberately left Whitney hanging.

Whitney was nearly driven mad by her demeanor, asking urgently: "But what?"

"Now, I don’t want to."

Upon hearing this, Whitney’s eyes filled with bloodshot lines, and tears welled up instantly; she felt suspended over a cliff, at risk of plummeting into the abyss anytime.

But the problem is, no one let go.

She couldn’t go up or down, fearful of the unknown.

"If you’ve done wrong, you should go to jail and accept punishment, Miss, I beg you."

Tiana’s elegant eyebrows rose slightly: "Still, you just said it without a hitch, there’s no solid evidence now to prove you and Cynthia Morgan conspired to abduct me."

From the words Cynthia Morgan said before her death, it can be proven that Whitney and she truly were not accomplices.

Whitney’s greatest fault was within her family, her disloyalty to her father, indirectly causing her biological daughter’s death, and then selfishly using the child Cynthia Morgan gifted her as a replacement.

Whitney couldn’t have imagined she would turn out to be the eldest daughter of the Ford family.

This led her to shoot herself in the foot, blind to her mistakes, obstinate and unrepentant, now seeing the coffin, she cried, yet it’s already too late.

"I beg you, Miss, for your father’s sake, spare me, will you?"

Sean Thorne replied without a hint of softness: "Not for my sake."

Hearing this, Whitney sank to the ground.

She had now completely lost her support.

Just then, the sound of a car driving came from outside, followed by a luxurious limited-edition extended Lincoln stopping in the yard.

Everyone in the living room looked up, just able to clearly see outside.

Tiana Thorne saw Mrs. Parting and Uncle Quinn get out of the car, then moved to the rear and opened the car door with a gesture of invitation.

Those whom Mrs. Parting and Uncle Quinn respected this much were few and far between.

Sure enough, the next moment, they saw Rouge Jarvis, dressed in uniform, disembark, followed closely by Graham Ford in a black trench coat.

The two walked side by side.

Rouge Jarvis and Graham Ford not only had an aura, they also shared the couple’s appearance, endowing them with an intimidating presence.

Noble, cold, and with faces unmatched by others.

Rouge Jarvis’s foxy eyes were filled with coldness; she smoothed her suit jacket after entering the living room.

Then, stepping on five-centimeter heels, she approached Sean Thorne, stretching out her hand: "Mr. Thorne, hello, I’m Tiana’s biological mother, Rouge Jarvis."

Just one sentence rendered everyone breathless.