Chapter 63

Andrew's POV

"Let us go, officers," I said as I led the way into my father's house.

I was certain of what I saw and knew Rickard had pushed me into the water, but what I am most concerned about now is convincing my father that his son is responsible.

Whatever happens today, Rickard will go behind bars.

I was the first to enter the house, and the police officers followed. My father was seated on a couch, his legs crossed, his gaze fixed on a newspaper.

He stood up as soon as he saw me and had a shocked expression on his face.

“Andrew, Why are you here so early, and why are you accompanied by cops?"

I did not respond to him; instead, I moved closer to the staircase and began to yell.

“Rickard, you bastard, come down stairs”

Rachel, who appeared to be busy in the kitchen, was came out when she heard my voice. She dashed out of the kitchen and looked at me puzzled.

“Andrew, what's going on?” My father drew me by the hand and directed my gaze toward him.

I totally ignored him.

"Officers, h