He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 885

Solomon didn't argue with that.

If Cyrus wasn't exceptionally cautious, he wouldn't have evaded capture for all these years.

It was obvious Sebastian's mind was elsewhere.

Solomon kept the call brief, and they soon hung up.

Sebastian immediately opened his email and downloaded the report Solomon had sent.

The text on the screen stated it in black and white.

Skye Campbell was his and Helena's daughter.

Sebastian read it over and over, letting the reality sink into his bones.

In his mind's eye, he could still see the fragile baby who had practically been handed a death sentence.

A stubborn, resilient spark of life fighting against the odds.

When he had made the call to give up on her, hadn't his heart been breaking?

Of course it had. She was his flesh and blood.

But in that moment, he hadn't possessed the same fierce, unyielding devotion Helena had for the child.

Helena would never know that.

She didn't know that the cold, ruthless man she hated had secretly lit a Votive Lamp in a temple for the baby he thought was dead.

A light to guide her home.

He had never explained it to Helena, because there was no point.

The child was gone.

But now—

It felt like fate had thrown a massive curveball, and he wasn't sure if it was a miracle or a punishment.

While he was lost in thought, Carter called.

He answered immediately.

"Boss, Ms. Wallace just arrived at the Detention Center," Carter reported.

Sebastian frowned.

Everyone knew exactly why Helena was there.

Janetta was locked inside.

The sentencing had just come down, and it would take some time before she was transferred to a maximum-security prison.

Helena was going to settle the score.

Sebastian didn't care what she did to Janetta, but he was terrified she would push herself into a panic attack.

"Understood," Sebastian said shortly.

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