A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 1171

Rowena had just stepped out of the villa when her phone rang.

"Mrs. Lynn," the voice on the other end said, "we have a lead on the girl you've been looking for."

Rowena froze. Her grip on the phone tightened uncontrollably. "A lead?"

"Yes. It seems the child was taken from Wenton City to Marina City all those years ago."

"You're saying she's in Marina City?"

"Yes."

Silence stretched. Marina City. After so many years, she had given up hope of ever finding the girl. Hearing this news stirred a ripple in a heart that had been deadened for far too long.

"Since there's a lead, speed up the verification process!"

Every month for years, she had checked on the progress. Her people had practically turned Wenton City upside down, but there had never been a trace. She hadn't expected the trail to lead right to her own backyard.

Remembering the promise she had made to that person on their deathbed, Rowena felt a sharp, suffocating ache in her chest. It hurt every time she thought about it. Failing to find the girl had only deepened her guilt. Now, there was finally a glimmer of hope.

That girl was the exact same age as Yulisa Moore—their birthdays were only a day apart. Perhaps that was why Rowena had poured so much of her affection and attention into Yulisa. She was supposed to have raised the missing girl with care, but she had vanished. Rowena often wondered what kind of life she was living now.

"Understood," the caller replied before hanging up.

Rowena pressed a hand to her chest, her eyes swirling with complex emotions. *Finally, some news. Thank goodness.*

Her phone buzzed again. Glancing at the screen, she saw it was her son, Darian. She answered, "Speak."

Darian was silent.

"Darian, you'd better think carefully about what this situation means," Rowena warned. The wedding arrangements had been incredibly rushed; they only had half a month left.

"Whatever it means, it's a mess you created. You can deal with the fallout yourselves!"

Before Rowena could get another word in, Darian hung up.

Listening to the dial tone, Rowena's chest throbbed with renewed anger. "That wretched Tanya!"

Ever since he got involved with her, Darian had completely stopped respecting his own mother. Just listen to the way he spoke to her! It was true what they said—the wrong woman could tear a family apart. And wasn't that exactly what was happening to Darian and the Lynn family? Because of one woman, everything was falling to pieces.