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Chapter 94
Serenity fell into thought before agreeing to let Zachary accompany her. She walked around the cash register and told her best friend, “I’m heading out for a while, Jasmine. I’ll leave the shop in your hands. Reassure my sister that everything’s going to be okay when she comes over. I’ll sort things out.”
Jasmine nodded. “Okay. Stay safe.” She watched as Serenity and Zachary left the shop, feeling a sense of unease but knowing her friend was strong.
Sitting in Zachary’s car, Serenity asked, “Mr. York, do you know anyone in the media?”
Zachary glanced at her and answered, “Yes. Do you need their help with something?”
Serenity replied, “I’m going back to my hometown to take photos of my uncles’ houses. It’ll be more convincing with a third party validating it. I still don’t know what my relatives do for a living.” She was determined to gather as much evidence as possible, including capturing images of their living conditions. She knew visual proof would be vital to debunk their false claims.
Zachary nodded, understanding her strategy. “I got some friends to dig into your relatives’ jobs and incomes. You can write about what happened once you get pictures of their houses. If you need help with writing, I can find someone for you.”
Serenity smiled faintly. “Thank you. But I won’t need any help with that. I won’t be posting a tweet. My sister had the habit of keeping a diary, and she still has it. I’m going to take photos of her entries to put online for everyone to see. My grandparents also signed a contract with us when they took a share of the insurance money. There are three copies of the contract—the town council, my relatives, and my sister and I each have one. I’ll share the contract online as well. The truth will prevail, and justice will be served.”
Zachary thought for a moment. “It would be more convincing if the town council tweets their copy.”
Serenity shook her head. “My sister and I have been away for a long time. The town council won’t help us, considering we don’t live there. Granddad mentioned that John is doing well for himself, earning an annual income of a million. The whole town is one big family. I’m sure the town council will be on their side since they’re affluent there.”
Zachary stayed quiet, focusing on the road. He knew Serenity had a point. The diary and the contract in their possession should be enough to prove the truth.
As they drove, Zachary made a mental note to call Josh. He planned to ask him to get the community’s seniors and people from back then to speak up for Serenity. Josh could help rally support without needing to be physically present. It wasn’t overkill—Zachary understood the dark side of human nature better than Serenity, and he knew the evidence could be twisted and used against her.
The key to turning the tide would be getting insiders to speak up and prove the Hunts’ wrongdoings. Zachary was determined that the few media outlets that had adopted Mike’s story would face serious consequences, as no one should be allowed to slander Serenity or her sister.
Serenity, unaware of Zachary’s full plan, thanked him softly. “Thank you, Mr. York.”
Zachary turned to her, his expression serious. “We’re husband and wife,” he said, his voice firm.
Serenity’s heart skipped a beat, touched by his unwavering support.
