Chapter 428: Dylan’s Choice
Cameron’s husband, a son born out of wedlock, had never received much affection. Seizing the moment, Cameron attempted to smooth things over, hoping to impress Dylan.
“We’re all family here. Why make a fuss? Let’s all take a step back. Since we can’t sort this out, why not just let it go? No need to hold grudges.”
Halle, ever the peacemaker, chimed in. She didn’t want to offend anyone, so she supported Cameron’s words. “Cameron is right. Let’s all back off a bit.”
Charlotte was eager for this issue to fade away. Her outburst had mainly aimed to confuse everyone and divert attention from Dalton’s imprisonment of Meryl.
Now that Meryl hadn’t brought up the kidnapping, Charlotte felt a sense of relief.
“Alright, alright. Consider Dalton’s injury as his own misfortune. Let’s just leave it at that. We won’t hold it against her. Meryl, don’t keep dwelling on minor issues!”
Meryl smiled, but her eyes sparkled with mischief. “What minor issue am I dwelling on? Dalton, why don’t you tell everyone what really happened? I’ve given you a chance.”
Dalton froze. Though Meryl was smiling, he could see the deep sarcasm etched on her face.
He wanted to say something, but Charlotte was frantically signaling him to stay silent.
Dalton found himself caught in a dilemma.
Seeing that Dalton remained quiet, Meryl understood his reluctance.
He claimed to care for her, hoping she would change her mind, yet every action he took pushed her further away.
Meryl felt lucky that she had given up on him long ago.
“Step back? I’ve already retreated countless steps out of respect for our past, yet you keep demanding more.
“In fact, it wouldn’t be difficult to uncover the truth. The criminal is still at the police station; his phone must have records of calls with Dalton. Just check, and you’ll find out if they’ve been in contact or if they planned to harm Chandler.”
Meryl’s gaze landed on Dylan’s face.
Dylan had always treated Meryl fairly well, but she wasn’t naïve enough to believe he would side with her over his own grandson.
However, since this involved Chandler, the stakes were different.
Chandler was Dylan’s youngest son. Meryl couldn’t help but wonder whom Dylan would support between his son and grandson.
Ever since she married Chandler, Dylan had appeared to care.
She didn’t understand why, right after Chandler’s birth, Dylan had sent him to live with a farming family and had then ignored him for so many years.
Chandler had never enjoyed the privileges of the Aniston family. They only brought him back when they needed him.
Meryl’s status didn’t allow her to question these matters, but she wanted to know if Dylan truly felt paternal affection for Chandler.
When Meryl mentioned Dalton’s intent to harm Chandler, Dylan remained silent.
Meryl pressed her lips together, suddenly feeling a pang of sympathy for Chandler.
It was one thing to suffer herself, but she couldn’t allow Chandler to endure the same fate.
Just as Meryl was about to speak, she heard Chandler’s cool voice from behind her.
“Meryl, come here.”
She turned to look, locking eyes with Chandler.
For a moment, she was stunned. She had planned to handle this situation herself, not realizing she would draw him in.