Rebecca stood her ground, unmoved by Hogan’s words.
Hogan’s tone turned icy. “Are you really going to force me to get down on my knees and beg?”
Rebecca’s expression didn’t change. “No need for that. You don’t owe me anything, and even if you did kneel, I still wouldn’t drop the charges.”
Hogan could hardly believe it. He’d never expected Rebecca to be so stubborn, so completely unyielding.
He tried a different tactic, appealing to whatever remained of their family bond. “Rebecca, you used to call us Mom and Dad, remember? Who raised you all these years? Can’t you let this go, for the sake of the family we once were?”
Rebecca’s voice was sharp. “Family? When did you ever treat me like family? You kicked me out for Katherine’s sake, and now, after what she’s done, you still want to cover for her? Is that what you call family?”
Hogan’s patience snapped. “We raised you, Rebecca. That’s worth more than anything. I’m telling you now—let Kathy go.”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Foster, but I don’t respond to emotional blackmail.”
Rebecca glanced at her watch. “Your five minutes are up. I can’t keep Mr. Austin waiting any longer. I’m leaving.”
With that, she turned and walked away without a backward glance.
Hogan’s chest heaved with anger as he watched her go.
Jane, even more upset, burst into tears. “How can she be so heartless? What are we supposed to do now?”
A sense of powerlessness crept over Hogan. He stared after Rebecca’s retreating figure, shouting after her, “You’ll regret this decision!”
Rebecca paused for a moment. “I won’t regret it. Because I’m doing what’s right.”
She walked away, her steps steady and unwavering as she headed straight for Dylan’s car.
When Rebecca reached the car, she opened the door and slid into the passenger seat.
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