Seeing the gleam in Lydia's eyes, Andrew felt increasingly bitter.He wasn't sure if Lydia was happy because she had heard that the real culprit had been caught, or because Lambert had promised to clear her name.One thing was certain, though—it was a good thing. The rumors circulating recently had made Lydia almost afraid to leave her house, fearing that someone emotionally charged might do something drastic.If they could clarify the truth, such incidents would hopefully cease."Lydia, I want to congratulate you in advance!"Lydia nodded, then furrowed her brow. "Andrew, why is the press conference scheduled to take place at the cliff? It doesn't seem like Lambert's style.""That is indeed peculiar."Andrew and Lambert had known each other for quite some time and didn't think Lambert was the type to do something so unconventional.Moreover, the cliff was a famous scenic spot in Nova City, renowned not only for its beauty but also for its danger—there were many accidents reported the
As Horace changed Lambert's IV drip with practiced efficiency, he spoke, "I already knew without you saying. Heard you caught Odelia and are planning a press conference. Your dad found out, right? Honestly, Lambert, even if this is what you intend, you shouldn't handle it so recklessly.""No time," Lambert replied curtly."Come on, Lydia's been misunderstood for days. What harm could another day or two do? Besides, talk to your uncle first; once he's on board, the rest will be easier."Lambert closed his eyes slightly. Horace had a point; he could afford to proceed cautiously.But he knew his father well.Since his mother's death, all warmth within him seemed buried.He resented Odelia, blamed Lydia, perhaps even blamed himself.If his father knew Odelia was in his hands, he might not agree to reveal the truth, perpetuating the rumors forever.Wasn't he gambling now, hoping his father still had a trace of compassion left? It seemed he was losing that bet."Lambert, are you listening t
The stage for the press conference was rather simple, just a makeshift platform with a few steps and plastic chairs arranged due to the strong wind.Journalists took their seats, cameras and camcorders ready.Today's conference was being broadcast live nationwide, especially concerning the truth behind Mrs. Halsey's death, capturing the attention of the entire nation.At 9:20 AM, all journalists were present, eagerly awaiting the start of the conference which was now just ten minutes away.However, Lambert, the central figure, and the woman rumored to be the murderer had yet to arrive.Meanwhile, Lambert, Odelia, and Bob were seated in a tourist cable car, admiring the beautiful scenery through the glass windows.Lambert appeared serious, while Odelia seemed in good spirits.She had even put on makeup, masking the scars on her face under thick concealer.Seeing Lambert sitting there expressionless, Odelia couldn't resist teasing, "What's this, Lambert? Are you afraid I might do someth
Why should she follow their script when she had her own plans all along? With this thought, her gaze suddenly became resolute.From the reporters' perspective, Odelia, who was in the middle of her confession, suddenly fell silent, her eyes filling with tears.She looked at Lambert with a sorrowful gaze and began to speak in a voice neither too high nor too low, "Sorry, Lambert, we can't deceive the audience like this. I can't keep making things up. Although I love you and can do anything for you, I don't want to be misunderstood as a murderer!"Her words caused an uproar on the scene, leaving the reporters in shock."Odelia, what do you mean by that? Are you saying everything you said before was made up?""Odelia, did Mr. Halsey force you to do this?""Odelia, does this mean you didn't commit murder, and this press conference was arranged by Mr. Lambert to make you take the blame for Lydia?"Questions were thrown at Odelia, who covered her face as if she was crying.Meanwhile, viewers
After speaking, Lambert turned and headed back towards the reporters, aware of the mess he still needed to clean up. Just the thought of it gave him a headache.But suddenly, Odelia made a move.She rushed forward and tightly hugged Lambert's waist, forcefully dragging him toward the cliff's edge.Normally, Lambert could have easily shrugged her off, but he had been injured just the day before.The impact on his back wound sent pain shooting through him, making his vision blur and causing him to stumble.Odelia sensed Lambert's weakness.With a crazed determination, she felt it was fate helping her, convinced that Lambert was meant to be with her—even if it meant dragging him to hell.Her eyes, red with mania, shone with a fanatical glow as she managed to pull him to the edge of the cliff.The reporters, too far away and battling the strong wind, hadn't realized the gravity of the situation, thinking Odelia and Lambert were merely arguing.Lydia, who had been watching Lambert intently
Odgen's face lit up with joy. "Lambert, you really agree?""Yes, I agree!"Odgen, delighted, patted Lambert's shoulder reassuringly. "Alright, you rest well. I'll go contact the lawyer immediately!"As Odgen left the hospital room, he spotted Lydia dozing on a nearby lounge chair. He frowned, intending to leave quietly but then changed his mind and approached her."Lydia!"Startled, Lydia woke up and quickly stood up. "Uncle Odgen!"Odgen snorted, "Lydia, go home. What are you doing here?""Uncle Shen, I didn't mean any harm. I was just worried about Lambert. How is he?""My son doesn't need your concern. He's fine now! You should leave before he sees you and gets upset, hindering his recovery."Lydia was initially stunned by Odgen's words, then elated. "Lambert is awake? That's wonderful! Uncle Odgen, can I see him?"Odgen's patience was wearing thin. "Lydia, can't you read the room? I've already told you that none of us like you. Have some self-respect and stop disrupting our lives.
"How can this be? After all, he is his father, and now he is so lonely..." Lydia's voice trailed off as she noticed Thera staring intently at her. "Did I say something wrong?""Lydia, do you know? Sometimes, you are too kind. Maybe it's because of this kindness that so many people like you. But sometimes, kindness alone is not enough, or you'll be abandoned by the world."Lydia was confused, but Thera continued, "What I mean is, if you could be a bit more selfish, you might not care about Odgen's fate. But you're not that kind of person, and I believe Lambert wouldn't be that selfish either. However, this way, you won't be able to deal with Odgen, who is doing everything he can to stop you from being together."Lydia's expression darkened. She longed for a complete family, but it always seemed out of reach.Thera patted her head. "Don't overthink it. Let things take their course. Sometimes, divorce isn't the end; it might be a new beginning. Don't forget, you still have a loyal guardi
"Moreover, Wythe is a boy. In his upcoming growth, having his father by his side would be better," Lambert argued logically, clearly wanting to keep Wythe with him.However, only he knew that if Wythe stayed with him, he could at least see Lydia in the future. Otherwise, their connection would be completely severed.Lydia's eyes were already red.She stared at Lambert, speaking each word clearly, "No need to trouble Mr. Halsey. If you're worried about Wythe's upbringing, rest assured, I'll find him a father he's satisfied with soon!"Lambert clenched his fist secretly, while Odgen narrowed his eyes, glancing between them. "Enough, both of you. Lydia, if you disagree with this divorce agreement, we can modify it."Lydia nodded. "Fine, I want custody of the child! After all, you should know by now, Wythe chose me!"Lambert wanted to say something, but Odgen held his shoulder. "Lambert, Lydia is Wythe's mother. Believe that he will grow better with his mother. Besides, there will be othe