The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 248

“Even before your accident, there were regular transfers between Phelps and Zack,” Citrine said, pulling a stack of printed bank statements from her bag and laying them out in front of Manley. “Zack’s daughter needed money for her medical treatment. She’d been waiting years for a heart transplant, but nothing matched—until the very morning of your accident. That’s when she finally got a compatible heart. Tell me, isn’t that a little too convenient?”

Manley stared at the statements, his face darkening with every line he read.

Phelps had been his childhood friend—practically a brother—and after Manley’s accident, the only one who still made the effort to see him.

Manley’s hands shook as he clutched the printouts, his expression twisted with pain and disbelief.

Harsh as the truth was, Uncle Manley couldn’t stay in the dark forever.

Citrine plugged a USB drive into the laptop and played the final piece of evidence—a surveillance video from the Jensen family’s study.

The footage showed Phelps lounging on the sofa, legs crossed. Sitting beside him was Zack.

Phelps’s gaze lingered on Zack, admiration flickering in his eyes. “You did well. This is your reward.”

As he spoke, Phelps pushed a box stuffed with cash toward Zack.

Zack didn’t reach for it. Instead, he looked Phelps straight in the eye, his tone resolute. “All I care about is my daughter getting a compatible heart. I don’t want your money.”

A slow grin spread across Phelps’s face. “Come on, Zack. Her transplant’s already arranged. You did your part perfectly—this is just a bonus.” He nudged the box of cash closer.