Chapter 883: Do you know how your mom ended up in prison? 2 Chapter 883: Do you know how your mom ended up in prison? 2 Just when Victoria Garcia had decided to give Arnold Johnson a call and lay her cards on the table, her phone suddenly rang.
To her surprise, it was Alexander Mitchell.
It had been a very long ti since their last eting, and she and Alexander Mitchell had lost contact, living their lives as if they were strangers to each other.
Victoria took a few deep breaths to maintain a calm deanor and answered the phone, “Hello…”
Before she even had a chance to ask what Alexander wanted, he spoke anxiously from the other end, “Victoria, I must see you in person.”
Hearing his urgent voice, Victoria thought sothing had happened to him and quickly asked, “What’s wrong?”
“There are so things I must tell you face to face right away, and there are so things I must show you,” said Alexander, with urgency still in his voice.
“Can’t you tell over the phone?” Victoria tried to ask.
Her own situation wasn’t good, and at this ti, she was not in the mood to go out and et anyone.
Alexander insisted, “I want to tell you face to face. Where are you? I’ll co to you.”
“It’s already past ten, and I—”
Alexander cut off Victoria’s attempted refusal, saying, “Victoria, do you want to know how your mother went to prison? If you do, then tell where I can et you.”
His words struck her like a thunderclap, and Victoria was montarily stunned.
Her mother’s case had been closed long ago. She had been imprisoned for the intentional murder of her own uncle. Could there be another reason?
“Trust , Victoria, I just want you to know the truth. You have the right to know the truth, and you have the right to make another choice. I don’t want you to be kept in the dark all your life,” Alexander’s voice was sowhat excited.
It was clear that the matter had also taken him by surprise.
Victoria gave him her ho address and told him to wait for her at the entrance of her apartnt complex.
“Alright, I’ll drive to your place in twenty minutes.”
After speaking, they hung up the phone.
Victoria remained in a daze, struggling to process all the information.
How could it be that all these things were happening on the night before her wedding?
When Victoria walked out of her room, her sisters were still sitting in the living room.
“Sis, can’t you sleep? If you can’t sleep, co play with us. We’ll do facials, and I guarantee you’ll wake up beautiful in the morning.”
“Yeah, big sis.”
Luckily, the lights weren’t very bright, so her slightly swollen eyes weren’t noticeable.
“I’m going out to et soone; I’ll be right back.”
“Sis, who are you eting this late at night?” Ava teased, “Don’t tell your brother-in-law couldn’t resist and has co over again?”
Victoria replied directly, “It’s not him, it’s Alexander Mitchell, soone you know.”
Upon hearing the na Alexander Mitchell, the three sisters naturally knew who he was—he was the one who had chased their sister for many years without success.
“Why are you going to see him so late? What if soone arranged by your brother-in-law sees you?” Ava was the first to express her concern.
Victoria had also considered this, but she didn’t think there was anything to hide from him, and she said frankly, “I’m not doing anything to wrong him, so there’s no need to sneak around. If he finds out, so be it.”
“Soone who is spoiled has such arrogance! I have no common language with you anymore, goodbye!” After saying that, Ava picked up a magazine from beside her and covered her face with it.
Victoria wasn’t in the mood to joke around and hurried out the door.
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