Chapter 162: The confession
Lilian’s fingers tightened against the edge of the chair before she spoke, her voice trembling.
"...Can we leave now?"
The officer in charge glanced at
briefly, then turned back to her with a polite smile.
" I’m sorry, ma’am. But we just need to confirm one more thing."
His gaze shifted—
—to Kendra.
—and then to Lucas.
"Do you recognize anyone in this room?"
Lucas lifted his head slowly.
His eyes moved across the room—
First to .
Then to Lilian.
Then—
They stopped on Kendra.
A beat of silence passed.
But before he could say a word—
A soft, broken sound cut through the air.
"No... take him away!"
All attention snapped back to Lilian.
Her shoulders trembled as she clutched her chest, her voice cracking.
"Please... take him away. I can’t stand seeing him... every ti I look at him, I rember... the darkness... the pain..."
Tears stread down her face as she broke into sobs.
The officer imdiately gestured to the guard.
"Take him out."
Lucas was escorted out, the faint clink of his handcuffs echoing as the door shut behind him.
But before he left—
He passed Kendra.
He looked at her again.
This ti, longer.
aningfully.
Then he was gone.
Silence fell.
Only Lilian’s sobbing remained.
I watched her.
Three years ago... this would have been enough.
Her tears, her trembling voice—back then, they had been enough to shake
completely.
Enough to make
lose judgnt.
Enough to make
believe that everything was my fault.
But now...
I didn’t feel much.
The guilt was still there, faintly clawing at my chest—
but not enough to cloud my judgnt.
All I felt was clarity.
A strange, unsettling clarity.
Even as she cried like this—
my mind remained calm.
Detached.
As if the weight I had carried for years... had quietly loosened its hold.
As if guilt alone was no longer enough to justify everything.
Then... what had I been holding on to all this ti?
Was it really guilt?
Or sothing else entirely?
"...Miss Lilian, we understand this is difficult. Please take a mont," the officer said.
He straightened and picked up a file from the table.
"However, we still need to proceed."
He nodded to another officer.
"Play the recording."
Kendra’s head snapped up.
Her face drained of color instantly.
"...Recording?" she repeated, her voice barely audible.
The officer didn’t respond.
A device was placed on the table.
With a click—
The room filled with sound.
Static... then—
"...just make sure she doesn’t walk away from it unhard."
Kendra’s voice.
Clear. Undeniable.
Lilian’s sobbing paused—just for a fraction of a second.
Then Lucas’s voice followed.
"You said just scare her—this is getting out of hand."
"Then handle it properly," Kendra snapped. "Do you think I’m paying you to hesitate?"
The recording stopped.
Silence pressed down on the room.
All eyes turned to Kendra.
Kendra’s lips parted—
But no words ca out.
Her hands trembled slightly in her lap.
"I..." she started, her voice dry.
Her eyes flickered—
to Lilian.
to .
back to the officer.
She swallowed hard.
"...I was the one who contacted Lucas," she finally said, her voice low. "I hired him."
Lilian’s eyes widened instantly.
"Kendra...?" her voice trembled. "What are you saying?"
Kendra let out a shaky breath, her composure beginning to crack.
"I arranged for him to... attack Alicia," she continued, forcing the words out. "It was ant to scare her. To keep her away..."
Her voice broke slightly.
"...away from Mr. Blackwood."
The room fell silent again.
My jaw tightened, but I didn’t speak.
So that was it.
Once again—
I was the reason Alicia had been dragged into this.
Lilian shook her head slowly, as if unable to process it.
"You... did this?" she whispered. "Without telling ?"
Her expression turned pale, fragile.
"Kendra, how could you...?"
Kendra let out a bitter laugh.
"You think I did it for myself?" she said, her voice rising. "Everything I did was for you—for your position, for your future! If Alicia stayed, where would that leave you?"
"I never asked you to do sothing like that!" Lilian snapped, her voice trembling. "You went too far!"
Her hands shook as she clutched the edge of the table.
"This... this is a cri!"
Kendra stared at her—
Then slowly laughed again.
But this ti, there was no humor in it.
"...Of course," she said quietly. "Now it’s all on ."
The officer stepped forward.
"Miss Kendra Stevens, you are under investigation for conspiracy to cause harm and attempted assault. You will need to co with us."
Two officers moved to her side.
Kendra didn’t resist.
As she passed , she glanced up—
Then flinched at what she saw in my eyes.
As she was led away, she turned slightly—
Looking at Lilian one last ti.
Sothing dark flickered through her gaze.
But she said nothing.
The door closed behind her.
Silence returned.
Lilian sat there, trembling, her eyes lowered—
as if everything had just collapsed around her.
Slowly—
my gaze settled on her.
And for the first ti—
sothing didn’t feel right.
"Lilian—"
A man’s voice cut through the silence.
The door opened.
Lucas Sumr stepped in, his expression tense.
"Brother..." Lilian called out softly as she stood and rushed into his arms.
"What happened? Why are you crying?" he asked, holding her.
Then his gaze shifted to .
I stood up. "Lucas."
"CEO Blackwood."
"It’s good that you ca. Please, have a seat."
He hesitated briefly before guiding Lilian back to her seat and sitting beside her.
"I received a call from your assistant asking
to co to the station."
At that, Lilian glanced up at .
The officer quickly explained the situation.
Lucas’s jaw tightened.
"Don’t worry," I said calmly. "You don’t have to concern yourself with this. I’ll handle everything. Take Lilian ho."
He didn’t argue.
He stood and helped Lilian up.
She kept glancing at —
her lips parting slightly, as if she wanted to say sothing.
But in the end—
she said nothing.
She simply followed him out.
The door closed behind them.
But the unease in my chest—
didn’t fade.
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