Xara would not miss out on Jacob's growth."Xara, it's not too late to make amends now. I'll be waiting for you here," Esther said."Okay."Upon ending the call, Xara promptly sought out Kevin, the director of the Warner Group's private hospital."Mr. Slade, I am submitting my resignation letter," she declared.Kevin received the letter and casually discarded it into the trash."Not approved."Xara did not argue with Kevin. She simply said, "Mr. Slade, the employment agreement I signed allows me to resign whenever I choose. I'll compile patient information under my care tonight and forward it to your email. You can then transfer the data to my successor."Xara's urgency surprised Kevin. Baffled, he asked, "Dr. Sadler, what prompted this sudden decision to resign?""My son is sick. I need to go back and be with him," she replied.Kevin exclaimed, "You're married? And you even have a son?""Yes."Kevin's gaze scanned Xara skeptically, struggling to accept the truth. He cautio
The news about Esther's appearance on Frontline Scoop quickly spread across the Internet. It all began with a media studies student studying abroad who had made following Frontline Scoop a daily ritual.As an active netizen, she not only stayed updated on the latest developments involving Bradley and Esther, but she also shared the strong sentiment that Esther might have provoked an unstable man.Why else would she jump into the sea to get away from him?While acknowledging Bradley's undeniable handsomeness, she wondered whether mere looks could put food on the table.After sharing the news of Esther's Frontline Scoop feature on her social media account, she was taken by surprise when the post got popular due to its connection to Esther. Suddenly, her post went viral.The image of Esther's sea jump remained vivid in everyone's memory. Despite having read Esther's heartfelt letter reminiscing about her youth, some netizens remained skeptical about her survival.Now that Esther had
The netizens began boycotting the Warner Group's products, overwhelming their PR department with furious calls.The netizens' anger stemmed from Bradley's heartless act of sending Esther's children to an orphanage, falsely claiming they had died during a complicated childbirth. Regardless of Esther's alleged infidelity, Bradley didn't have the right to treat her that way.Even if Esther were guilty, the legal system should address it. Bradley's behavior was akin to murder, as he had no authority to enforce such treatment in the name of justice.-The secretary nervously observed Bradley's stern expression as he read the netizen's comments. "Mr. Warner, should we release a statement?""No need." Bradley's gaze shifted to Esther's image on Frontline Scoop, a hint of malice in his eyes."Arrange a plane ticket for me," he commanded.The secretary reminded with concern, "Mr. Warner, the audit team is still here. Leaving the country isn't advisable right now.""Get out!"Bradley ha
Despite the internet storm back home, Esther remained unfazed. She stayed in the hospital room, guarding Pixie with the protection of her bodyguards.As Pixie's anesthesia wore off, Esther grew increasingly anxious. She gazed at Pixie with unease, unsure how to face the awakening child.Esther gently touched Pixie's hair, her face revealing a bitter smile of helplessness.She tried to reassure Pixie, to let her know she was her mother. However, Pixie fiercely bit Esther's hand as it reached out."Bad person, let go!"Awakening and still weak, Pixie sat up in the hospital bed. Her gaze warily fixed on Esther as she cried out, "Mommy! Daddy!"Esther had imagined how Pixie would react upon waking up, but this reaction was unexpected."Pixie, don't be scared. I'm not a bad person!" Despite her hand's pain, Esther reassured softly, "Really, I'm not."As Esther moved closer, Pixie grew more frightened, curling under the blanket. Seeing Pixie in a ball under the white cover tugged at
Pixie continued to ignore Esther, her gaze wary as she looked at her.Esther pretended to ease the tension by patting her clothes and joking, "Pixie, Mommy is not a bad person.""You're not my mommy!" Pixie's gaze turned fierce. "You're a bad person."Esther was momentarily taken aback. She chuckled awkwardly and said, "Pixie, how about we have some water? Or juice? Milk? Anything you want.""I don't want any!" Pixie was tightly wrapped in her blanket, and her chubby face was red from the warmth, with hair stuck to it. She resembled a red apple hanging on a tree branch."You're a bad person! Go away!"Accompanied by bodyguards, the psychologist walked into the room. First, the psychologist looked at Pixie and then at Esther. Speaking softly, the psychologist said, "Hi, Pixie. I'm a doctor. Can we have a chat?""Doctor, call the police! She's a bad person!" Pixie said.The doctor and Esther exchanged a look. Esther understood and left the room, her steps heavy.Pixie's response
Upon hearing the psychologist's words, Esther's heart sank. "Doctor, what do we do now? Do you really have to inform the adoptive parents?"The psychologist nodded. "Yes, Ms. Quill. They're legally responsible for Pixie."Esther clenched her teeth and said, "But I'm Pixie's real mother."The psychologist studied Esther intently and gently reminded her, "Ms. Quill, even if you have a DNA test proving your relationship, the adoptive parents still have legal rights.""Okay, I get it."Esther was determined not to return Pixie to the couple who had adopted her. She held onto the hope that the DNA test results would allow her to take Pixie back."If you're concerned about Pixie, you can wait in the hallway," the psychologist offered.He had seen Esther's story on Frontline Scoop and admired her unwavering motherly love. He empathized with her situation, so his approach wasn't completely indifferent."Alright, thank you."Esther sat on the bench, her emotions roiling for a long time
Esther's mind replayed past moments like scenes from a movie. Bradley's previous actions hinted that he might not care about Tinkerbell's life and death because he was aware she was not his child. Yet, this raised questions about their earlier DNA test. Could Bradley have manipulated the test to hurt her as revenge?"Esther," Anna called out. "I got you a sandwich. Have this first."Anna had entrusted Sunshine and Felix to Jacob's care as they were having a good time at the Sandersons'. She came to support Esther because the DNA test results were almost ready.Esther took the sandwich from Anna, looking at her with sorrowful eyes. "Anna, Pixie is my daughter, right?" she asked in agony.Anna took a thermos of coffee from her bag and reassured Esther, "Yes, Pixie is your daughter, without a doubt.""But she doesn't want me." Esther took a bite of the sandwich and said worryingly, "She doesn't want me! She said I'm a bad person!"Anna did not know how to comfort Esther and could on
The police officer looked at Esther with sympathy. He had taken her statement before and knew how painstakingly she had tried to find her daughter. After finding her, she underwent three consecutive DNA tests, yet the outcome remained unchanged."The DNA test shows that Pixie is not Ms. Quill's child," the police officer revealed.Esther had a sinking feeling the moment the police officer looked at her with sympathetic eyes. A buzzing sound filled her ears when all her worst suspicions became a reality. Her legs gave way, and she uncontrollably fell forward.Anna quickly caught Esther and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?""I'm fine."Esther steadied herself, unwilling to accept the truth. She asked the police officer again, "Pixie really isn't my daughter?""Yes, madam," the police officer said sympathetically."The police department oversaw the result of this DNA test to ensure there is no data deviation," he earnestly explained.Esther understood the officer's meaning. He was
Bradley's brazen words made Gabriel raise an eyebrow, and his scrutinizing gaze on Bradley intensified.Unfazed by Gabriel, Bradley calmly stated, "Mr. Sinclair, when I visited Shane recently, he handed me some video footage. It showed Esther being assaulted and abused in prison, with the perpetrators claiming it was my order. I've always dared to own up to my actions. What I've done, I won't shirk from. What I haven't done, I won't admit."Gabriel had seen the videos online. Even though Bradley had obscured the protagonist's face in the footage, he knew it was Esther. He had believed entrusting Esther to Thomas would ensure her safety, only to discover how fate twisted things."Bradley, I'll assume your words are true," Gabriel began. "Then tell me, if those people who assaulted Esther in prison weren't influenced by someone else, who put her in prison? Have you forgotten how you, in your irrational madness, expected a woman carrying your children to pay the price? Or do you believ
When Bradley brought up his grandfather again, he felt utterly unfilial as a grandson."Your grandfather's greatest wish before he passed was for you and Esther to live peacefully and happily. Sadly, all he witnessed was discord and enmity between you as a couple."Gabriel understood better than anyone that Bradley, in his youthful arrogance, felt that everything and everyone should conform to his desires. When Thomas compelled Bradley to marry Esther, almost like an arranged marriage, his rebellious nature surfaced."I've failed my grandfather's hopes," Bradley admitted with a bitter taste in his mouth.During quiet, solitary nights, he revisited memories of the past repeatedly.He hadn't desired that marriage back then. However, since he had promised his grandfather to marry Esther, he should have genuinely treated her as a wife.Despite the subsequent events not aligning with his wishes, he was painfully aware that if he hadn't been arrogant and unwilling to listen to Esther's
Esther wasn't pleasant toward Bradley. If she had evidence, she would gladly send him to prison to experience the joy of life behind bars.Bradley gazed blankly at Esther's stunning face, a hint of indescribable sorrow in his eyes. Those deep eyes resembled a chilly cold spring."Not only do you want to chop off my hand, but you also want my life, right?"Esther gestured a slice across her neck at Bradley with her hand, then turned away to tell Logan, "Let's go. Don't waste time on this.""Okay."With languid steps, Esther walked into the elevator. Once they were inside, the elevator doors shut.Outside the elevator, Bradley watched Esther and Logan like they were two puzzle pieces that matched perfectly. Instantly, he felt an unbearable heartache, as if his heart was being torn apart.He instinctively reached out to steady himself against the wall, observing the numbers on the elevator panel decrease until it stopped at the ground floor.It took a while before Bradley recovere
Throughout the entire night, neither Esther nor Logan had shut their eyes.Feeling their eyes strain, they applied eye drops. It wasn't until Esther noticed someone who shouldn't have been there on the surveillance footage."Logan, take a look at this."Perplexed, Logan asked, "What's going on?""Do you think this person looks like Shirley?"Esther was particularly sharp in discerning a woman's physique. She could immediately tell that the woman being supported by a man due to her intoxication bore a striking resemblance to Shirley."Let me see."Logan zoomed in on the surveillance footage, carefully comparing it with the footage containing Shirley. Physically, the two women indeed looked very similar.There was just one question... How would they confirm if she was Shirley?"Esther, stay here and keep watching the surveillance. I'll retrieve other surveillance footage.""Okay."Logan and Esther divided their tasks. Suspecting that the intoxicated woman might be Shirley, Est
Logan and Esther exchanged a glance. They fixed their intense gazes on Jason's face, unable to discern if he was smirking or provoking them."Mr. Taft, the evidence you seek will come."Jason scoffed. He seemed to transform into a different person as he put his glasses back on."Even if Shirley deceived me, I never wished harm upon her, let alone her death."I can consider your suspicions toward me as part of the investigation, but I hope that once everything is revealed, you can restore my innocence."I've said my piece. As long as Shirley hasn't divorced me, she remains my wife. I am obliged to cooperate in the investigation, and I hope you find her soon."Logan and Esther sensed something amiss with the first confrontation. They didn't say anything untoward until they exited the elevator and looked up at Jason's balcony outside.Jason stood on the balcony, looking at Logan and Esther and waving toward them.Logan and Esther looked at Jason before they turned and got into the
"She blocked me on all forms of contact at that time. I even tried contacting her through my colleagues' phones but found out she had blocked them, too. I thought she might be angry, so we should both calm down."Logan didn't speak and just listened quietly as Jason recounted the events of the case."I was angry that she blocked me. At my age, what's wrong with wanting a child? My parents were pushing for it, and I wondered if this marriage was what I wanted."Shirley is very beautiful. My friends and classmates say I'm lucky to have married her, but they don't know that beauty comes at a price."While my colleagues were buying properties, my wife kept changing bags. Her clothes, skincare products, shoes—everything was designer. To support her lifestyle, I work diligently, even taking extra freelance jobs to afford it."I thought I was a good husband and just wanted a child. What did I do wrong? If she had said that she didn't want a child after marriage in the first place, it wou
Gabriel took a long look at Esther, realizing more than anyone that Esther seemed to be heading toward a different extreme now. He wasn't certain if this shift in Esther's demeanor was good or bad.However, one thing was clear to him—the intersection of Esther and Bradley's lives resembled two lines crossing. After intersecting, they would drift further apart."Esther, you can investigate Bradley's criminal evidence. I won't object to that," Gabriel said with a stern face, emphasizing, "But ensure you complete your tasks on time and with quality.""Grandpa Gabriel, rest assured, I won't neglect my work."Gabriel nodded. "Go on then.""Alright." Esther stepped out of the office and approached Logan. "We can set off now.""Okay."Logan didn't inquire about Esther's conversation with Gabriel. Although they pretended to be engaged, Logan maintained a respectful distance from Esther. He wouldn't interfere much in her matters. However, he was aware that if she needed his help, he woul
Gabriel stated, "According to her husband, they argued before she went missing. He assumed she had returned to her parents' home and didn't inquire further since they often had cold spells for ten days to half a month. Their relatives and friends can testify to this."However, the cold spell extended to a month this time, which alarmed him. When he called her parents, they told him his wife never went home."Esther knew that the husband was often the first suspect when the wife went missing in cases like this."The wife bought a high-speed train ticket to her parents' home but didn't take the train back. The police traced her taking a ride-hailing car, and the driver claimed to have dropped her off on the street. The dashcam recording is proof. However, after that point, there's a blind spot in the surveillance footage. Usually, surveillance is kept for a certain period and gets overwritten after that."Logan asked, "What about the investigation on the missing woman's husband?""T
Esther rose, fixating on the distant scenery with clear eyes. "As long as he commits a crime, he'll leave traces."Logan was on the verge of speaking but was interrupted by the sudden ring of his phone."Hello, Mr. Sinclair."Gabriel's voice sounded grave. "There's a new lead.""Alright, we'll be right there."Logan stood up, turning to Esther. "We'll meet at the locker room entrance in ten minutes.""Is there a new development?""Yes."For most girls, ten minutes might not suffice even for basic grooming. For Esther, it was just right. The only issue was her long hair. Time was too short, and she lacked the opportunity to blow-dry it. Her damp hair draped over her shoulders, slightly soaking her T-shirt.Logan kept his eyes on the road. "I'll drive. You can use a towel to dry your hair.""Okay."As Logan drove, Esther sat in the car, patting her hair dry with a towel. Her hair was thick, posing a challenge to dry with just a towel.Nevertheless, Esther refrained from openi