Chapter 24 Curtis Doubts the Whitehead Family

She gestured for Curtis to join her. "Come, have a seat." Curtis approached and sat beside her. "My girl's had such a hard life. I've been warned repeatedly not to say a word. But your father and I—we're getting old. She deserves someone who'll truly cherish her." Shirley shook her head. Though not Vivian's birth mother, she had raised the girl from infancy. Her love for her ran deeper than anything. She couldn't let her husband's treatment cost Vivian a good man. Even if the truth came out, even if the Whiteheads kicked them out of Serene Medical, she had to speak. "Look at this girl in the photo—so beautiful, so sweet." Shirley pointed at the picture, her face softening with a tender smile. "That's my daughter, Vivian." "Little Vivi? But… isn't that Frederick Whitehead's daughter, Lilith?" In high society, everyone knew of Lilith Whitehead—the "beauty and brains" icon of Westmoor. "Yes. They're like twins from the same mold. Vivian isn't my blood daughter. We took her in years ago. H