I managed to convince Aaron. So at this moment, he did not have a gut to agree so readily before I approved.
I took his phone and called the police.
"Cassandra," I said gently, "it’s not that Auntie doesn’t want to help. However, your adoption paperwork has already been processed. If we take you in now, it’s illegal. You wouldn’t want your Auntie to be accused of kidnapping by your adoptive parents, would you?"
"The police will help. If your adoptive parents really abused you, the adoption can be revoked. Then you’ll be safely returned to the orphanage. Trust me,” I added.
After hearing what I had said, her eyes filled with hatred, but I did not care.
I calmly explained the situation to the police.
The neighbor wanted to sleep again so when he saw the matter being handled, he returned home.
Since Aaron did not have any recollection of her love, I worried he’d get soft-hearted again. Just in case, I insisted on taking Cassandra to the station myself.
Before I took my leave, I glanced back and saw my daughter peeking out of her room. She looked scared. So, I asked Aaron to stay and comfort her. Then I took Cassandra to the elevator.