Chapter 770 The Real Culprit
“I suppose you wouldn’t want everyone to know about your father’s past affairs,” Patricia said, meeting. Damien’s gaze sincerely. “My husband has always been aware of my infidelities. This is all he asks of you, so don’t push him to expose the scandal to force your cooperation.”
Damien sneered, “I understand.”
With that, he rose from his seat and walked away briskly.
Patricia watched Damien’s receding figure and sighed. “You’re just like him, always walking with such strong strides.”
Damien’s steps faltered slightly. A glint of icy resolve flashed in his eyes.
Five minutes later, Damien was back in his car.
Cherise sat on the leather back seat, searching for the nearest restaurant with seared trout on her phone.
She looked up casually upon noticing him. “Why were you away for so long?”
“I had a rather insightful conversation,” Damien grinned as he sat down and drew Cherise into his embrace. “I think I can clear my father’s name.”
Cherise furrowed her brow. “What do you mean?”
“Perhaps the man who a*saulted your mother back then wasn’t my father at all.”
Cherise’s eyes widened in surprise. “Really?”
She immediately put down her phone and turned to him, giving him her full attention. “What happened?”.
Damien took a deep breath and held Cherise’s hand before recounting everything Patricia had told him.
Cherise frowned. “How can you be sure that it was someone impersonating your father and not your father himself?”
“It’s because of the way he walked,” Damien smiled slightly. “Mrs. Miles mentioned that I walked with strong strides like my father.”
“But in reality, my father injured his left foot in his youth, causing him to limp. He always walked slowly to conceal it. Even so, his limp was noticeable upon close observation. Thus, he couldn’t possibly have walked briskly.”
Cherise’s eyes widened in astonishment. This was the first time Damien shared details about his father.
Now that I think about it, Mom had recounted the night of her a*sault before her pa*sing. She even remembered the distinct features of the men who violated her, such as who had a beard and who had a scar on his face.
If Damien’s father had a limp and was present that night, Mom wouldn’t have overlooked such a noticeable trait or forgotten about it.
“That’s why I believe someone impersonated my father,” Damien narrowed his eyes. A cold smile formed on his lips. “Mrs. Miles claimed to have had many illicit affairs with my father. Yet she never mentioned
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his limp but a*serted that my father walked briskly like me.”
“It’s quite clear,” Damien took a deep breath and leaned down to k*ss Cherise. “If my father wasn’t the one who a*saulted your mother, I would hunt down the real perpetrator and bring him to justice.”
Cherise rested in Damien’s embrace and felt emotional. She even forgot about her craving for seared
trout.
She sighed. “That’s wonderful!”
If Damien’s father never a*saulted her mother, there would be no more animosity between them. Moreover, once Damien finds the real culprit and brings him to justice, the Tanner family will have no reason to prevent them from being together.
