The Memory Keeper: The Sin In Our Name

S2 Chapter 21: True Blue

How could this be? What had I just uncovered?

I continued scanning the walls, snapping photos of everything, my mind racing to keep up with the revelations. As I moved along, something else caught my eye-another set of connections that twisted my gut. It was a photo of a man I didn't recognize at first, but the name beneath it made my heart stop: Frederick Whitmore. The heir to the Whitmore Corporation. Beside him stood someone who made everything in my chest tighten-Victoria.

Victoria-Khai's mother. I stared at the photo, trying to make sense of it, but my eyes kept darting back to the next image that was pinned underneath. It was a picture of Khai on her 21st birthday-her bright smile, her innocence frozen in time.

Wait.

I felt the air leave my lungs as I stared at the connections forming before me. Khai, my friend, the woman I've come to care so deeply for-was she... was she the daughter of Frederick Whitmore and Victoria?

The pieces of the puzzle started to click together in a way that made everything feel impossibly more complicated. Khai wasn't just connected to Lucan's past-she wasn't just part of the Stanton family drama. She was linked to Frederick Whitmore, the heir to one of the most powerful corporations in the country. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. This... this meant something far deeper than I had imagined.

I stepped back, my hands shaking as I clutched my phone. I had to take everything in.

But how was this possible? Why hadn't Khai known? Was she even aware of her true lineage?

This wasn't just a personal betrayal-it was a web that stretched across families, corporations, and legacies, and Khai... Khai was at the center of it all.

My mind reeled as the pieces of the puzzle clicked together in a way I never expected. Lucan was not Khai's father. All along, I had believed it, felt it in my bones-but it wasn't true. My stomach turned as I realized just how deeply entwined their lives were.

Khai wasn't a Stanton by blood. She had no ties to the family legacy beyond what Lucan had once told her. The only legitimate Stanton left was Khalise-and, to my horror, she was the half-sister of Lia Tanaka.

But that wasn't the worst part. The connection between Lia Tanaka and Mrs. Letty was far darker than I could have ever imagined. My brain was firing connections, desperately trying to make sense of it all.

I took a step back, my mind racing, when suddenly a frame fell from the wall, shattering the eerie silence in the room. I couldn't help but glance at the photo, the pieces of the mystery pulling me toward it.

No.

The photo of Mrs. Letty and Lia, smiling side by side, was staring back at me. And as I turned the frame over, there was a handwritten note-Granny and Lili.

Lili-Lia's real name.

My heart slammed against my chest. What the hell? The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. Lia is Mrs. Letty's granddaughter. They had been playing us from the very beginning. Mrs. Letty, the woman who had once seemed like a kind, caring figure in our lives, was the mastermind behind all of this. And Lia, her own granddaughter, had been manipulating us all along.

This tangle of lies, of secrets... How could it all have gone unnoticed for so long? How many lives had they ruined just for revenge?

This was no longer about a corporate rivalry, no longer about betrayal. This was personal. This was family. And now, I understood why everything had felt so wrong. I was standing in the heart of the chaos-and everything I thought I knew was a lie.

The weight of the truth slammed into me as I pieced everything together. Khai wasn't a true Stanton by blood-she never had been. The reality of it all twisted something deep inside me, unraveling everything I thought I knew. The cruel truth was that the only legitimate Stanton was Khalise. She was the one who had the right to the name, the legacy, the inheritance.