Chapter 895


    Everett frowned, "But things aren''t exactly like Heather imed."


    "Close enough! Your mom''s just been brainwashed by her, otherwise what beef would she have


    with Dorothy''s mom?" Jonathan rambled on, "Now we just wait for Dorothy''s next move, to see if


    she''ll appeal. I bet she will."


    "She definitely will," Everett knew Dorothy''s stubborn streak all too well.


    She was as stubborn as a mule, the kind to hit a wall and not turn back. She would never ept the


    verdict.


    Jonathan sighed, "Then you gotta talk some sense into her, man. No point in making a scene!


    Everyone looks bad if the glovese off. Your mom got a year with probation, a p on the wrist,


    really. She won''t dare step out of line again! If Dorothy drops this appeal nonsense, I promise to


    stay out of you two''s business, and I can handle your mother on my end."


    It was his way of conceding to Dorothy.


    The main issue was that if she did take it to the State Court, and with his son watching him like a


    hawk, ensuring no foul y, the oue was anyone''s guess!


    Better to step back now and make peace.


    Everett was silent for a long while before finally speaking, "We''ve already broken up."


    "Then why you are still meddling in her business?"


    "I have to." His voice was firm, "Appealing is her right."


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    When Everett got the call from Dorothy, it was early morning in Liberty City.


    He had just left the kids'' room, nning to ask Kevin to book a flight back to Eldorria City.


    He couldn''t help but worry about her.


    Even if Everett himself thought it was pretty pathetic.


    Hesitating at the unfamiliar number, he finally picked up.


    "Everett, it''s me."


    He was silent for a few seconds, his tone unfriendly, "You''re drinking again?"


    Otherwise, with Dorothy''s temperament, Everett figured he''d never in his life get a call from her out


    of the blue.


    "No, I''m sober," Dorothy''s voice didn''t sound intoxicated; each word was clear and concise as she


    uttered, "Sorry to bother you again. I''m not trying to make things difficult, just... could you send me


    some videos of Abigail and Langston? I want to see them."


    Everett nced at the door to the kids'' room, "They''re still asleep."


    "No rush, just send them when they wake up. You don''t have to unblock me. Just email it to my


    work."


    "What''s going on?" Irritation somehow upsurged in Everett''s chest, "Why the sudden need to see


    the kids?"


    "Nothing''s up! Just missing them. I may have given them to you, but as their mother, I have the right


    to see them, don''t I?"


    Everett was sure now she hadn''t been drinking.


    Rights, rights, rights!


    She was treating him like the enemy, being overly cautious with her words.


    "You''ve received the first trial''s verdict," Everett ignored her talk of rights and steered the


    conversation elsewhere. He was keen on finding out the reason behind Dorothy''s abnormal


    behavior!


    Something was definitely off with her.


    "Yeah," but Dorothy clearly didn''t want to linger on the call, "That''s it. Just send themter, thanks."


    And with that, she hung up before Everett could get another word in.


    When he tried calling back, her phone was switched off!


    Everett tried Dorothy''s number again; it rang once but then went to voicemail and soon after, it too


    was off.


    He immediately turned to Kevin, "Book me the next flight to Eldorria City!"


    "Mr. Lopez, the earliest flight back homends in other ce first, then you''d fly to Eldorria City. If


    you can wait till tomorrow, there''s a direct flight—"


    "I''ll take that one."