Love Unspoken

Kaitlyn's face went ghost-white in a heartbeat.

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From the get-go, she never planned on blowing Alexander's cover. 'Cause once that cat's outta the bag, sure, Alexander would take a hit, but she'd be the one really getting wrecked. She'd used some shady moves to get into the Kennedy family. If this got out, she'd be toast.

And Alexander?

No matter how much it messed with him, he was still the victim. Now he ran the company, and even if he didn't wanna hand it over, they couldn't do squat about it.

The reporters swarmed in, their blinding cameras all up in Kaitlyn's face. She was boxed in by so many people she couldn't even think about escaping.

"Mrs. Kennedy, is what you just said true?"

"Did you swap your daughter with someone else's son to get into the Kennedy family? As a mom, don't you feel any guilt for that?"

"Did the family you swapped kids with know? Ever think about how the other parents felt?"

"Have you felt guilty all these years?"

"Is status more important to you than your own kid? Is your child just a pawn to boost your status?"

And one reporter even threw out a wild one, "Was Wayne's death tied to this?"

Kaitlyn's face got darker. She raised her arm to shield her face, trying to push her way out, but she was stuck.

"Security!" Kaitlyn yelled, but no one came to her rescue.

Some reporters who couldn't get close enough turned to Getty, surrounding her too.

They asked if she knew her real identity, if her relationship with Alexander was all Kaitlyn's doing. Getty stood there, totally freaked out.

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Today was supposed to be the day Kaitlyn revealed her identity. In a way, it was revealed, but not like this.

She scanned the crowd for Alexander, only to see him chilling in a lower seat, arms draped over the chair, watching the chaos with a cold look. Getty, cornered by the questions, shouted, "I don't know. I don't know anything!"

Agitated, she yelled, "I was dumped in a ditch as a kid. If my adoptive parents hadn't picked me up, I'd be dead. What did I do wrong? I'm the real victim here!" As soon as she said this, the mics picked it up, her voice echoing through the place.

Kaitlyn was floored. She turned back to look at Getty in shock.

Her own daughter had thrown her under the bus.

She looked at Getty's stiff face and the way Getty was desperately shifting the blame onto her. The harmony of the past year now seemed like a joke.

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To back up her story, Getty even called Gilbert and Lucy, who confirmed everything and showed family photos.

Alexander, bored out of his mind, got up and walked out.

Outside the venue, Kyle quickly opened the car door, "Mr. Kennedy, should we call the cops?"

Alexander scoffed, "Call the cops? For what? Child abandonment, child trafficking? She'd get a few years, tops."

He added nonchalantly, "That's too easy on her."

Kyle was stunned, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. He thought this was the end, but it seemed like just the beginning.

Alexander lit a cigarette, his gaze drifting out the car window with the smoke, looking at the rain outside like a mist. "Prison would be a protection for her," he said.

A few years later, once she was out, no one would remember this. She could still live a normal life.