Better Beginnings 💞

31 - Hidden Truths

As I sat in my room, surrounded by scattered notes and unanswered questions, my mind raced with thoughts of Ivan. If anyone could help me gain deeper insights into Kingston's Law Firm, it was him. Ivan always seemed to have connections in unexpected places, and this situation called for someone with access to the inside.

With a surge of determination, I left my room and descended the stairs to find Ivan. He was in the kitchen, sipping on a cup of coffee as he scrolled through his phone, his expression relaxed.

"Ivan," I began, catching his attention. "Can we talk? It's about this whole mess."

He set down his phone, sensing the urgency in my voice. "Sure, Sadie. What's on your mind?" he asked, his tone calm and attentive.

I took a deep breath, preparing to lay out everything that had transpired—from the unsettling cryptic messages to my visit to Kingston's Law Firm.

"It all started with these strange warnings," I explained, my voice tinged with frustration. "Someone has been sending me messages, hinting at hidden family secrets."

Ivan raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. "Go on," he encouraged.

I proceeded to recount the details, explaining how my curiosity led me to Kingston's Law Firm to follow up on some leads. "That's where I spoke to Ms. Thompson," I continued, recalling the conversation vividly. "She mentioned that they handle mostly adoption cases."

Ivan's expression shifted, his brow furrowing with concern. "Adoption cases?" he echoed, clearly intrigued

"Yes," I affirmed, my mind racing with possibilities. "I need to dig deeper into what Adelaide might be involved in. There's something she's hiding, and I'm determined to uncover the truth."

Ivan nodded thoughtfully, processing the information. "I might have a contact at Kingston's Law Firm," he said slowly. "Let me make a few calls and see what I can find out.

Relief washed over me as I realized Ivan was willing to assist. "Thank you, Ivan," I said sincerely, grateful for his support.

He smiled reassuringly. "Don't mention it, Sadie. We'll get to the bottom of this together."

As Ivan made his calls, I gathered all my notes and evidence and brought them downstairs to show him. The dining table became my makeshift investigation headquarters, littered with scraps of paper, handwritten notes, and the remnants of my unraveling mystery.

I spread out the papers before Ivan, organizing them in a semblance of order. "Here's everything I've gathered so far," I explained, pointing to various notes and documents. "The warnings, the notes, and what Ms. Thompson mentioned about adoption cases."

Ivan leaned forward, his eyes scanning the array of information before him. "You've been thorough," he remarked, impressed by my efforts.

I nodded, my determination fueling me. "I need to make sense of all this," I admitted, frustration seeping into my voice. "There's something Adelaide isn't telling me, and I intend to find out what it is."

Ivan's expression was a mix of concern and resolve. "We'll figure this out, Sadie," he assured me, his voice steady. "I'll see what my contact can uncover, and we'll go from there."

As Ivan continued his calls, I sifted through the papers, searching for any overlooked clues. Each piece of information was a potential lead, a thread that could unravel the web of secrecy surrounding Adelaide's involvement.

Time seemed to stretch as I waited anxiously for Ivan's updates. The weight of uncertainty hung heavy in the air, but with Ivan's help, I felt a glimmer of hope amidst the chaos.