Simon’s voice was filled with anxiety. “Is Harvey okay? His surgery was recent, and Camila kicked him so hard just now. Should we take him to the hospital for a check-up?”
Sophia immediately feigned concern and replied in a pitiful tone, “It’s fine. Harvey is still young. He will heal quickly.”
“Simon, you should go after Camila instead! It’s all our fault. Harvey is just a child, so he didn’t know better and messed up the room. Camila must hate us now.”
“But… if she ever finds out that Cecilia’s heart, liver, and kidneys were all transplanted into Harvey, she might even want to kill us.”
“Simon, I’m so scared. We should just leave this place. If Camila ever knows the truth, she will definitely lose her mind.”
To my surprise, Simon responded without hesitation, “That adopted daughter of mine? How could she ever compare to your son? The fact that her heart, liver, and kidneys were a match for Harvey and saved his life is her blessing.”
“So what if she didn’t die when she fell into the sea? It was fate that her organs matched your son’s!”
“I raised her for so many years. She owed me this much. And she still had the audacity to think she deserved that island as a birthday gift? Ridiculous. That island was meant for your son from the start. How could I possibly give it to that adopted girl?”
“Don’t worry. Camila will never find out the truth. She’ll always believe that Cecilia Garland drowned in the sea, and she’ll never suspect…”
Before he could finish his sentence, I slammed the villa door open with a powerful kick.
Simon’s eyes widened in shock, his face turning deathly pale. He stammered, his voice trembling, “Dear, you… you haven’t left?”
