Chapter 194 Even Your Own Child Wasn't Spared

"Uncle Damian... It wasn't me! It was her! She forced me into this…" The trembling voice came from Rachel, now barely recognizable. Her once elegant outfit was soiled beyond repair, her sleeves pushed up to reveal horrifying scars crisscrossing her arms. Her face was a grotesque mix of bruises, swelling, and dried blood, and her lips split open. She clawed at Damian's pant leg, desperation etched into every line of her battered face. "Please, Uncle Damian! I'm telling the truth. Whitney—she made me do it. She blackmailed me into working with her. If I didn't, she said she'd go straight to Grandpa!" Whitney had been processing guilt for dragging Rachel into her scheme, but hearing this betrayal, the guilt evaporated, replaced by cold fury. "So, you're saying you were forced to take my money?" Whitney's voice was calm, biting, cutting through Rachel's lies. Rachel's breath hitched, her gaze darting as her story unraveled. "I—I didn't take it! Not a single penny! You tried