Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 1648

Chapter 1648:

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Brett, feeling helpless, relented. “Go now. For Callie's sake, I won't hurt you. But don't push me, Miss Lawrence..."

Nicole stood firm, her silence a testament to her resolve. She was too close to the truth to back down. Otherwise, her father's soul would never rest.

Callie looked at Nicole, her own tears falling. “Dad, can’t you just be honest with Nicole? Tell her the truth and we can go. “Please?”

Brett remained silent, while Callie's eyes remained fixed on him, full of hope. "Dad, didn't you always say that having a conscience is the most important thing?

Nicole's family has been nothing but kind to us. Why can't you tell her the truth? If her father was truly wronged, it's a tragedy. Tell her, don't hide it."

Nicole's eyes filled with tears. She stared at Brett, then fell to her knees with a loud thud, pleading, "Brett, I'm begging you... tell me the truth. Please..."

Brett was deeply moved by the scene unfolding before him. After a long moment of silence, he finally spoke, his voice heavy with emotion. “Callie, please go into another room and wait for me.”

Callie hesitated, reluctant to be left out. “Dad, can’t I know, too?”

“Trust me, Callie. Go to the next room,” Brett insisted, his tone firm.

Brett couldn't bear the thought of burdening his daughter with the knowledge of his actions.

The blame would be hers alone for the rest of her days. All she wanted was for Callie to live a life free of such a heavy truth. If Callie found out that her father had committed a terrible act for her sake, it would shatter her happiness irreparably.

Still worried, Callie asked, "You're not going to hurt Nicole, are you?"

Brett looked at her sincerely. “Do you doubt your father? “I assure you that I have never hurt anyone.”

With this comfort, Callie seemed to find some peace. Casting one last glance at her father and Nicole, she turned and headed into the next room.

Now there were only Nicole and Brett in the room.

As Brett helped Nicole to her feet, he murmured, “Miss Lawrence, please stand up.”

Once standing, Nicole spoke softly, her voice tinged with urgency. “Brett, I trust you, but please tell me the truth. What happened to my father?”

After a moment of contemplation, Brett finally said, “Miss Lawrence, your intuition serves you well. “Your father was indeed murdered.”

Nicole felt as if a multitude of arrows had pierced her heart, each one causing her unbearable anguish. His father had not taken his own life. His life had been taken from her.

Brett recounted the events of that fateful year, his voice heavy with regret.

«Before the company's layoff meeting, a woman approached me with an offer. She promised a significant reward in exchange for my cooperation. She handed me a tape and insisted that I show it to your father.

The content was distressing: a video of you being harassed by several men. I refused outright. No amount of money could justify such cruelty, especially given your father's fragile health.

Nicole listened quietly, piecing together the puzzle. The video in question must have been from her time with Jarrod, probably recorded by Jamie.

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