Chapter 1102

Indeed, practically everyone had told her to let it go. But these were her parents. How was she supposed to just move on?

Sadie slowly sank into the sofa.

Blaine watched her deflate, his chest churning with emotion.

He might always come across as reckless and carefree, but he wasn’t heartless.

If it were his own parents, he would probably be even more desperate and unhinged than Sadie ever was.

So what if he ended up with a good beating? He had taken plenty growing up. If it meant helping a friend, he would gladly let his grandfather whip him until he was bruised and bloody.

Taking a deep breath, Blaine raised his chin and shot up from his seat. He thumped a fist against his chest, like he was declaring war on the rest of the world.

“Don’t despair, Sadie. I will help you! It’s just Castro Manor, just my old grandfather. I will take you there myself. I can’t just stand by and watch you suffer. We shall get to the bottom of this!”

Sadie lifted her head and met his determined gaze with a teary one of her own. Blaine’s face was etched with a mix of worry and sincerity. She couldn’t help but feel warm at his selfless bravery.

So she wiped the corners of her eyes, and when she got to her feet, there was a renewed resolve in her eyes.

“Thank you, Blaine. I really appreciate it.” Although her voice was soft, it carried an unmistakable strength. “But this is my personal business. I need to face Ralph myself. I’ve made up my mind that I will uncover the truth, no matter what it takes, no matter how long I have to search. I don’t want to drag anyone else into it.”

But Blaine just waved his hand dismissively.

He knew better than anyone just how stubborn his grandfather could be. Once Ralph Castro set his mind on something, no one could change his mind.noveldrama

Their only chance of knowing the truth was through Sharon.

“You don’t know my grandfather like I do. Once he has made up his mind, there is nothing anyone can do or say to make him yield. Sharon may be the only person who can tell you anything.”

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Something flickered in Sadie’s eyes.

Blaine had a point, but getting Sharon out of the nursing home was no easy task. He had said as much himself. How could they convince Ralph to have her released?

“Don’t you need your grandfather’s official permission to get Sharon out of that nursing home?” she asked to confirm.

Blaine smirked and puffed out his chest.

He was no stranger to this kind of game. Forging his grandfather’s signature was a craft he had mastered a long time ago. “Please. I could copy his signature in my sleep.”

Sadie frowned, not entirely convinced that it was a good idea.

After all, this wasn’t just some childish prank—it was serious business. She didn’t want to get Blaine into unnecessary trouble. He had already done so much for her.

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