The Rabbit Girl Who Shook the Walker Family Chapter 14

The Rabbit Girl Who Shook the Walker Family Chapter 14

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Several tags crowded together. All the photos had been taken without permission. Lily stood in the center of the banquet hall, holding the stuffed rabbit with the torn belly. Someone had cropped a photo of her with red eyes. The comments were in chaos. Some said the Walker family had no dignity. 

Some said the child was pitiful. 

Others said: 

“Walker family money is easy to get. At three, she already knows how to show up and claim kinship.” 

Lucas sat in the back seat of the car. The tablet still showed those screenshots. Lily sat in a car seat. It was newly installed. It was her first time sitting in one, and she was not used to it. Her little hands gripped the seat belt. 

“Daddy.” 

Lucas turned off the tablet at once. 

“Mm?” 

Lily asked softly, “Why are they taking pictures of 

me?” 

Lucas looked at her. She was not crying. There 

was only confusion in her eyes. 

“Because adults did something wrong.” 

“And they want to push the blame onto you.” 

Lily thought about it. 

“Then can I push it back?” 

Ethan sat in the front passenger seat and turned 

to look at her. 

“You can.” 

Lily stretched out both small hands and pushed 

the air. 

“Like this?” 

Ethan was silent for two seconds. 

“That works too.” 

Lucas touched her hat. 

“I’ll handle the rest.” 

That afternoon, the Walker Holdings press 

conference was moved up. It was not a business 

press conference. It was a public statement from 

the Walker family. The media filled half the hall. 

John’s family had also been notified to attend. 

Rachel had makeup on. 

But the blue shadows under her eyes could not be 

covered. 

Sophie sat beside her and asked softly, “Mommy, 

why do we have to come?” 

Rachel clenched her hand. 

“Shut up.” 

In the backstage lounge, Lily sat on the sofa. She 

did not want to go out. She held the stuffed rabbit 

and lightly touched the new seam on its belly. 

Lucas half–crouched in front of her. 

“If you don’t want to go, you don’t have to.” 

Lily looked toward the door. 

“But they talked about me.” 

“If I don’t go, will they keep talking?” 

Lucas said, “I will handle it.” 

Lily shook her head. 

“Mommy said if someone calls your name, you answer.” 

Ethan looked down and arranged the documents. When he heard that, his movement stopped. Old Mr. Walker sat in another chair. He wore a dark formal suit today, his cane across his knees. He studied Lily. 

“Are you afraid?” 

Lily nodded. 

“Yes.” 

Then she added, “But I will stand beside Daddy.” 

“Then I can be a little less afraid.” 

Lucas reached out and straightened her hat. 

“Then stand beside me.” 

When the press conference began, all the cameras, aimed at the stage. Lucas came out holding Lily’s hand. Old Mr. Walker was on the left. Ethan was on the right. The shutters below kept clicking. Lily 

flinched at the sound. 

Lucas tightened his hold on her little hand. She 

looked up at him and slowly stood steady. As 

soon as the host finished the opening, the first 

reporter raised a hand. 

“May I ask whether this child is your secret 

daughter?” 

“Did her mother Emma take five million dollars 

from the Walker family and leave?” 

“Now that the Walker family is acknowledging her, 

does this involve a change in Walker family trust 

inheritance rights?” 

The questions came one after another. 

When Lily heard “five million,” her palm grew cold. 

Lucas pulled the microphone closer. 

“First, Lily is my biological daughter.” 

“Second, Emma didn’t take a single dollar from the 

Walker family.” 

“Third, regarding the forged transfer and the deletion of a distress message three years ago, 

the Walker family has referred the matter to law. 

enforcement, and our legal team is preserving and 

submitting the evidence.” 

A hum spread through the audience. Rachel sat in

the first row. Her face was pale. John lowered his 

voice. 

“He’s insane.” 

Ethan opened the first file. The large screen lit up. It was not last night’s transfer screenshot. It was a 

raw bank transaction record. Ethan did not lift his 

head. 

“After the five million left the account linked to the Walker family trust, it was split within three 

minutes.” 

“It ultimately entered three companies and one 

personal account.” 

“The account under Emma Reed’s name was only 

a transit account.” 

Second page: legal representative information. Third page: Coleman family shell company registration files. Fourth page: financial 

statements from companies connected to John. 

The cameras quickly turned to the first row. Rachel tried to lower her head and avoid them. Ethan 

continued. 

“This is the Walker estate internal network login record from the night of August 17 three years 

ago.” 

“The distress message Emma sent me was 

deleted four minutes after it was sent.” 

“The device that deleted it was registered at the 

west private study on the second floor.” 

He paused. 

“At the time, that private study was temporarily 

used by Mrs. Rachel Coleman.” 

Rachel stood.