The Unwanted Daughter: When Love Comes Too Late Chapter 305: Erin's Dirty Secret

Tracy didn't say much—only that she was doing well and explained the purpose of her visit.

She never mentioned her plan against the Jackmans. That was her business, and there was no need to drag Miranda into it, especially since Miranda had already cut ties with the Jackmans long ago.

When Miranda finally understood why Tracy had come, she hesitated for a long time before speaking. "I don't want anything to do with the Jackmans. But if it's for you, I'll make an exception—just this once."

The agreement came together more smoothly than Tracy had expected. In fact, she could have flown back the very same day.

But after all this time apart, she wasn't going to rush off so quickly. She stayed overseas with Miranda for several days, enjoying their time together.

If her bodyguard hadn't urgently reported that the woman Erin pushed to the ground outside the company had finally woken up, Tracy would have gladly stayed even longer.

Before she left, Miranda bought her a pile of gifts and promised that one day she would visit Tracy herself.

Only then did Tracy reluctantly return home.

The moment she landed, she didn't even bother unpacking—she went straight to the hospital.

From her bodyguard's report, Tracy knew the woman was mentally challenged. She came from a remote mountain town, unmarried by law, but locals said she had a husband who had been gone for years.

He called home only once or twice a year.

That husband was Tom.

No matter what the doctors or bodyguards asked, the woman just curled into the corner of her bed like a frightened child, refusing to say a word.

Tracy immediately decided to take her to see Tom.

Tom had been locked up this whole time. He wasn't mistreated, just kept under watch. With regular meals and rest, he actually looked healthier than before.

But the moment he saw the woman, his face changed. "Why are you here?" he stammered.

Panic flashed across his face, though he quickly forced himself to calm down when Tracy walked in after her. "I already told you everything I know. I even agreed to testify against Erin if you need me to. Why bring her here?

"She's just a fool," he added coldly. "She doesn't know anything."

Tracy sat across from him, unbothered. "Not true. She may not be smart, but she knew enough to hand over what Erin wanted—because that was the only way to get you back."

Tom's face drained of color. He lunged forward, gripping the woman's wrist. "You gave it to Erin?!"

The woman trembled, her voice shaking. "N-no ... I didn't ... "

Relief washed over Tom, but it lasted only a second. He froze, realizing what he had just revealed.

Slowly, he turned his head, meeting Tracy's half-smiling gaze. "Looks like you haven't told me everything after all," she said.

A shudder ran through him.

Even though life had been fairly easy for him lately, the psychological scars from Tracy's earlier interrogation still hadn't faded.

The memories of Tracy's earlier interrogation still haunted him, and that look on her face brought it all rushing back.

Tom knew he had no cards left to play.

But still, he tried to bargain.

"Give me 10 million, and I'll hand it over. I'll even testify in court. I can guarantee what I have is worth that much. If you refuse ... then we're both going down together."

Hearing this, Tracy realized just how valuable the item must be.

She had a gut feeling—it might be the key piece of evidence that could finally destroy Erin.

Without hesitation, she agreed, but only if she received it first.

The evidence was too important for her to trust anyone else and too risky for her to collect in person. In the end, she gave the task to Ronald—the one person she trusted completely.

Ronald didn't let her down. In less than twenty-four hours, he came back with the item.

It was a small flash drive, nothing special at first glance, holding only a single video.

The footage was clearly taken in secret. The lighting was dim, but every face was visible.

And there she was—Erin—standing in front of two bodies, a bloody blade clutched in her hand.

Tracy's chest tightened. She knew the corpses.

When Erin had first returned, the Jackmans had investigated the Yarwoods.

The two lifeless figures on the ground were the Yarwoods.

But hadn't they died in an accident?

Unaware of the hidden camera, Erin continued.

Lying in the pool of blood, her mother was barely alive. Her trembling hand reached out, her voice filled with disbelief. "Erin ... why?"

Erin sneered, her smile sharp and merciless. "Because as long as you lived, you stood in the way of my future. Only with you gone could I become a Jackman. Only then could I take the spotlight and become the heroine of this world. "

Then she raised the blade again and drove it deep into Lillian's stomach.

With her final breath, Erin whispered one last truth. "I'll tell you a secret: your daughter has been dead for a long time. I just took over her body."

The woman's eyes remained wide open, frozen in disbelief—even in death.