?<strong>Chapter 791:</strong>


    “She just discovered who her real mother is. She’s struggling toe to terms with it and caused quite a scene.”


    “The more she rebels, the better for us.” Joelle remarked dismissively, then gestured with a wave. “You should get some rest.”


    As he turned to leave, Can paused, his usual confidence reced by hesitation.


    Sensing his concern, Joelle reassured him. “There’s still no word on Adrian. I’ll inform you the moment I hear anything.”


    Can frowned slightly, though he tried to hide his disappointment.


    “Mr. Miller is resilient. He’lle through this.”


    Joelle looked out the window. “I hope so.”


    In the hushed darkness, Molly slept soundly beside her.


    Joelle’s thoughts drifted back to when Aurora was little and needed her constant care.


    After she gave birth to Molly, Aurora had presented her with a handmade bouquet. “Mommy, this is for you!” In that moment, Joelle was deeply moved.


    She still wore the wedding ring Adrian had given her.


    Adrian had been a part of her life longer than even her parents.


    Together, they had endured life’s trials and tribtions.


    Joelle had always believed in the invincibility of love, but she now recognized it as her greatest vulnerability.


    She had never contemted life without Adrian. She clung to the belief that he would return to her.


    She was convinced that even if he was hurt, he would find his way back home.


    He had never broken a promise, and she trusted that this time would be no different.


    Overwhelmed by her thoughts, Joelle wept until sleep overcame her.


    On her fourth day with the Dury family, they finally established contact with Lucian. Joelle was unsurprised. She had anticipated that the Dury family would resist resolving the issue unless pressured.


    Lucian was caught off guard by Joelle’s direct approach to his family. These days, his parents, wife, children, and sister had all tried to sway his decision.


    It wasn’t that he was unwilling to confront the situation. He was simply scared.


    “Take your people and leave my house now,” Lucian ordered.


    Joelle responded coolly, “That depends on your willingness to cooperate.”


    Lucian’s temper red as he cursed, “Damn, you bitch! Let’s be clear — your husband and daughter are in my hands now!”


    Rather than reacting to his coarsenguage, Joelle found sce in knowing Adrian was with him.


    “What do you want?”


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