According to the official statement from the National Security Bureau, Dwayne was simply intoxicated, and so, became vulnerable to the manipulation of someone seeking to exploit him. The whole ordeal had been unraveled.
As soon as Dwayne’s fans caught wind of this information, their unwavering loyalty surged forth.
“He wouldn’t even dream of stooping to such depths! I have complete faith in him! Those people are just a bunch of jealous souls, hell-bent on sullying his good name!”
“Thank you for setting the record straight. Those who rushed to judgment and spewed criticism owe him a heartfelt apology!”
Seated in the car on their way back to N&L Fairy Land, Lucinda scrolled through the news on her phone.
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A sense of deep satisfaction warmed her heart as she absorbed the outcome of the incident.
The next day, when she arrived at work, she immediately dialed Hank’s number.
She put in a good word for Dwayne.
She emphatically stated that he had been swamped with commitments lately and it was highly unlikely for him to have time to spare to return to Forden.
With that, Hank had no other choice but to abandon his plans to punish Dwayne.
With the more troublesome matters put to rest, Lucinda sank back into her chair, exhaled a long sigh of relief.
However, her brief respite lasted only a handful of seconds before she snapped back into her heightened state of vigilance.
The next day, she would be returning to the Simmons family’s mansion.
The unknown lay ahead, veiled in uncertainty. Thus, she needed to brace herself in advance.
With this in mind, she dialed Hilliard’s number.
The call connected immediately.
Going straight to the point, Lucinda blurted out, “Hilliard, it seems like there’s something of significance that slipped my mind, something that happened fifteen years ago. Do you know of any medication or therapy that could help me retrieve those forgotten memories?”
He was known to usually be calm and cold, but grew irate when he heard her words.
“You’re carrying two lives inside you! How dare you even entertain the idea of taking any drugs? Think about your children!”
“Well…”
She was flustered.
“I was merely asking. There must be some other way.”
“No other way exists. Psychotropic drugs or treatments are entirely unsuitable for your present condition. They would pose a grave threat to your well-being.”
After a brief pause, sensing her desperation and earnest plea, Hilliard inquired, “What is this important matter you’ve forgotten?”