Female Novel
Chapter 1356
Maja glanced at her watch as she climbed into the car, a habit ingrained over time.
"Dr. Herrington, is it really that late already? I thought only a minute had passed."
Turns out, two hours had slipped by.
Phelps gestured for her to buckle up.
"You need to get some proper rest, Maja. After we meet with Dylan, try to catch some more sleep."
Without another word, he pulled out his phone and called Augus.
"Mr. Sanders, I've come across some information regarding your daughter. But as you know, your
eldest son is fiercely loyal to Judith. I would like to arrange a meeting with both you and Dylan. I've
already reached out to Dylan as well. It would be best if you came over now. Otherwise, I fear he may
take his revenge on me later."
Augus narrowed his eyes. It had only been a few hours since he last saw Phelps.
Back then, Phelps claimed he had no leads. Now, this sudden call.
Once the call ended, Augus frowned and looked up to see Dylan descending the staircase, his
expression sour.
Augus broke the silence. "Who gave you the right to threaten Ian with the Sanders name?"
"Father, Ian wronged Judith, and as her brother, it's only right that I avenge her. Judith's eyes and voice
have only just started to recover, and her heart still yearns for Ian. Shouldn't he pay for being the cause
of her suffering?"
"I heard it was Judith who first went after Ian's people."
Dylan's face was a mask of cold fury. "That's what Maja gets."
His words had barely landed when Judith began to descend the stairs slowly.novelbin
She had been confined to her room lately, never venturing downstairs, her days marred by tears.
That very morning, her sight had returned, and her voice had improved enough to speak.
But before she could rejoice, her brother had received a call from Phelps, requesting a meeting.
Judith had received an anonymous text claiming Augus had enlisted Phelps' help in Greenfield to find
the Sanders family's biological daughter.
She had long since realized her father was unreliable, so her focus was to cling to her mother and
brother's unconditional adoration. As long as they doted on her, she would never be cast out of the
Sanders household.
Phelps' call to her brother must be about Maja.
Had Phelps discovered that Maja was the true Sanders heir?
Anger surged through her.
She didn't want her brother meeting Phelps, but now, faced with her father, she had no choice but to
greet him.
"Dad, Dylan, please don't fight over me. It's my fault. I shouldn't have fallen for Ian and caused you
trouble," she sobbed, her tears drawing Dylan's sympathy.
Dylan thought his little sister had just fancied a man. What was her crime?
The real culprit was Ian, who kept giving her hope only to let her down.
Was the princess of the Sanders family nothing more than a catalyst in Ian and Maja's romance?
Did Maja deserve such a place?
The hall was silent. Augus didn't glance at her, simply stating, "Phelps has called me too. I'll be meeting
him."
Dylan comforted Judith. "Just focus on getting better, Judith. I need to see what this is all about. Phelps
says it's important."
Judith's face went ashen.
Phelps must have uncovered her secret, that she wasn't the real heir. He might even know Maja's true
identity, and that's why he wanted to meet with them!
Damn it all!
She had to find a way to stop this from happening.
Her heart pounded as if trying to burst free from her chest. She wished she could faint, but she couldn't
afford to.
In a moment of desperation, she collapsed, falling to the floor.
"Judith!"
Dylan, startled, caught her as he returned home. Arlene, witnessing the scene, was terrified.
"What's wrong with Judith? I thought she was getting better."
Judith looked up at Arlene through tear-filled eyes, gasping for air.
Arlene felt a darkness looming, nearly fainting herself.
Augus stood calmly at a distance, as if an outsider in his own home.
Dylan was frantic, alternating between consoling Arlene and cradling Judith.
Arlene, with teary eyes, turned to Augus.
"Honey, if anything bad happens to Judith, I don't want to live either."
Augus's brow furrowed. She couldn't die; there were secrets she carried.
Yet curiously, Arlene had never slipped up over the years.