From His Fake Wife to Billionaire Heiress (Riley and Lucas) novel Chapter 469

Chapter 469 Thank God It Wasn’t You in There

Chapter 469 Thank God It Wasn’t You in There

After she hung up, Riley felt a flicker of curiosity. Emily hadn’t sounded like she just wanted to catch up.

At noon, she pushed open the door to the restaurant and spotted Emily right away.

Emily’s eyes lit up, and she waved Riley over, barely able to contain herself.

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Riley sat down across from her and gave a small smile. “What’s so urgent? You were practically whispering on the phone,” she:

“Riley, remember how I told you I thought I saw that mother and daughter? The ones who hit you?” Emily leaned in, her face di serious.

Riley nodded. Her heart skipped once, hard. She remembered. They’d left it along at the time.

“I saw them again last night!” Emily’s voice was tight with excitement. “This time I got close. Real close. And I got a photo.”

She pulled out her phone and unlocked it, flipping to her photos like she was afraid Riley might not believe her. “I didn’t want to just send it over WhatsApp. Too easy to get things wrong over text. That’s why I asked you to meet in person,” she said.

She turned the screen toward Riley. The photo was sharp and bright, taken outside a luxury boutique. Two women in expensive clothes were walking out arm in arm, laughing.

Riley’s eyes locked onto the two faces, and her whole body went still.

It was Melissa and Elsie.

She couldn’t breathe. She stared at the image, her mind refusing to process what she was seeing.

“How… how are they?” she murmured.

Emily caught the look on her face and leaned in closer. “You know them?”

Riley’s brain had gone blank. She nodded without thinking. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from the screen.

Emily’s expression hardened. She pulled her phone back. “Then there’s no mistake. It was definitely them.

“I’d never forget that day. When the mother came to the orphanage to talk to the director, I hid behind the poor and listened to the whole thing. I was curious, you know? She had that same look back then. Expensive clothes, her nose in the air. Like everyone else was beneath her.

“She acted like she was doing us a favor just by being there. Told the director she didn’t care what it cost. Whatever amount, she d pay it, as long as the whole thing got buried and her daughter’s future stayed clean. She even offered to donate extra money to orphanage as a payoff.”

Riley listened in silence. Melissa’s face rose up in her mind, cold and superior, exactly the way Emily was describing.

“You were still in a coma,” Emily went on, “The director was a good woman. She said it was your life and she couldn’t make that call for you. So she stalled. Figured you’d decide when you woke up.”

“But then you woke up, and you’d forgotten everything” Emily’s voice softened with old grief. The settlement went through, but that girl–the one in the photo-she never showed a shred of remorse. Not once

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Chapter 469 Thank God It Wasn’t You in There

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came to see you at the hospital and spotted them in the hallway. She had a tiny scratch on her forehead, just a small bandag over it. She clung to her mom’s arm, whining about something. Her mom stared at that scratch as if it were the worst tragedy imaginable. Then she said something I’ve never forgotten.”

Emily paused, then repeated the words exactly. “She said, ‘Thank god it wasn’t you in there. The car’s just a car. I’ll tell your fati to buy you a better one.””

Riley sat very still. She and Melissa had never been built for a normal mother-daughter relationship. They were wired wrong fro the start.

Then something clicked in her head, and she looked up fast. “Emily, think carefully. When I was in the hospital, unconscious-d that woman ever come see me alone?” she asked.

Emily blinked, caught off guard. She searched her memory, frowning. After a moment, she shook her head uncertainly. “I think.. maybe? But I had classes back then. I wasn’t at the hospital that much. I can’t say for sure.”

She didn’t have a clear answer, but Riley already knew. The certainty had locked into place deep in her gut.

Her memory loss wasn’t an accident. It was Melissa.

The diary proved she’d already run into Melissa again before the accident. And then, right on cue, Elsie’s car had hit her.

When she woke up, the key memories were gone again. Wiped clean. Just like when she’d woken up at the orphanage.

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