The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Speaking of Betsy, then Ayden, who could have expected such a turn of events. Johnson was surely at a loss.

"Wayne told you?"

"He himself revealed his past," Rosalynn's gaze fell.

"Ah, I vehemently disagreed on the spot. When I tried to stop it, Natalie slapped me twice, saying I had no idea of the pain of losing a child," Johnson shook his head. Rosalynn didn't respond.

Johnson seemed upset by the recollection, feeling unwell. Seeing this, his assistant didn't prolong the stay and immediately rushed Johnson to the hospital.d2

Sean was worn out too.

Seeing this, Rosalynn gently said, "You've worked hard today. Go home and rest. I'll treat you to dinner some other day."

"Okay," Sean nodded.

Seeing Rosalynn with all these collections and jewels, Sean was genuinely happy for her.

Money always counts.

After Sean left, Rosalynn prepared to leave too.

However, the lobby manager who had just assisted with the formalities suddenly ran towards Rosalynn.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Mrs. Silverman, wait a moment, there are some things I need to confirm with you."

Rosalynn stopped and looked at the rushing manager, "Didn't I sign where I was supposed to? Did I miss anything?"

"No, it's not that." The manager said, opening his iPad, revealing information about a locker, "You have another locker here, the rental is due next month. I thought, since you have enough space in your vault, would you like to consolidate the contents of this locker into your vault?"

The manager aimed to sell Rosalynn a property insurance. With so many collections in the vault, it was a big piece of cake. Therefore, he was especially enthusiastic.

"I have a locker here?" Rosalynn was astounded.

She did have her own safe, but not in H Country.

"Yes, you do." The manager glanced at the opening date, "For exactly ten years."

Ten years ago, she was still playing the stand-in lover for Wayne.

Although Wayne was generous, she would not have needed a safe to store his gifts, would she?

"Take me to see it," Rosalynn said.

Moments later, the square locker was opened.

Inside, it was empty except for a notebook wrapped in cling film.

Rosalynn took out the notebook.

Rosalynn renewed the locker for another year, but she didn't put the notebook back.

The only person she could think of who would use her name to open such a locker was Wayne.

Getting into the car with the notebook, Rosalynn thought for a moment, then carefully unwrapped the cling film.

The cover of the notebook was leather. It looked like it had a password lock, but it had been forcibly opened by someone.

Rosalynn felt a little uneasy. It felt like she was holding a Pandora's box.

Although she hesitated for a moment, she still opened it, and a photo fell out when she opened the first page.

She quickly bent down to pick it up.

In the photo were two people, apparently mother and son, but the faces of the figures had been scratched out, making it impossible to tell who was who. It was only known that it was an old photo from years ago.

Rosalynn then turned the photo over.

The note on the back was written in fluid script, "Ayden and Mommy, taken on his 15th birthday."