Chapter 84

Mrs. Hendry felt a jolt in her heart, and then abruptly rose to her feet. "Do you understand what you're saying? Daniel is my son! Are you asking me to help you kill my son?" Dorothy raised his head to meet Mrs. Hendry's gaze. "Are you certain that Daniel is really your son?" "What do you mean?" asked Mrs. Hendry, her face twisted with rage. "The truth is in plain sight, Mrs. Hendry. Can you keep denying it to yourself? Has your husband touched you all these years? Except for when he needs money, when has your son called you 'mother' or viewed you as his birth mother? Haven't you ever doubted any of this?" At Dorothy's exposure of her family's secrets, Mrs. Hendry's face went ashen. She slumped onto the sofa. "Do you know something?" she demanded. Dorothy raised his eyebrows. "Everything." "What do you want?" "What I want, I will get myself. I'm telling you all this so you can clean up the aftermath." Mrs. Hendry looked confused. "I will leave them with nothing. What you need to do is