After a while, they arrived at the police station where Cassandra and Vanessa were placed in the cell next to Fredrick and Ernest.“Mom?” Cassandra was scared as she saw two officers laying her mother on the bed in the cell. “Mom, wake up!”“Huh? Cassandra?” Ernest woke up at the sound of his sister’s voice. He was confused to see his mother and sister getting locked up next to him. He noticed his mother was unconscious and immediately asked, “What did you do to my mother?”“Shut up!” the officer ordered angrily, closing the cell door. “The woman is just asleep because she got agitated during the transport.”“Why are you locking them up? They haven’t done anything wrong,” Ernest demanded, his shouting waking up his father.“They were arrested for theft.”“What…” Frederick’s eyes shot open at the officer's words. Turning, he saw his wife asleep. “Vanessa!” he called out, but she didn’t respond. “You animals! What did you do to my wife?!”“Dad!” Cassandra cried out, tears streamin
"Here’s your dinner, you lazy bums," the officer sneered as he handed over four trays of food."Yuck! What kind of crap is this?" Cassandra complained, looking at her meal with disgust."Oh, sorry, princess, but this is the food rats like you deserve," the officer mocked before walking away."What did you say?" Cassandra fumed, but she was ignored."Just forget it, Cassandra," Ernest said, grimacing. "We’ll get our revenge later. Besides, you should be thankful; the food they served earlier looked even worse." He noticed his father lost in thought.‘But if he’s alive… that means…’“He’s going to smash your face in, just like he promised, remember?” Fredrick's eyes widened as his subconscious conjured up the image of Alexandra sitting across from him with a mocking smile.Seeing this hallucination made him frown. It wasn’t real, and its presence was infuriating him.“What are you talking about? Of course, I’m real, because part of you wants me to be.”The blonde man stared at t
"Who—?" the twins began to ask, but stopped when they saw a man with red hair standing before them."You..." Cassandra said angrily. "Dad, this was the guy with that idiot."Frederick felt a chill run down his spine. Despite the years that had passed, Frederick recognized the man. It was him… and the hatred in his eyes was unmistakable."Well, well, who would’ve thought? Finally, you and your disgusting family are where you belong," Nicholas remarked."Who the hell do you think you are to talk to us like that?" Ernest demanded, standing up to confront him."I’m Nicholas Foster. And do you know who you are?""Of course I do. I’m Ernest Anderson and—""Oh my god, I can’t... haha. It’s so pathetic hearing a lie told with such determination." Nicholas laughed."What’s so funny?" Cassandra snapped, clenching her fists."You. Your whole life is a lie, thanks to the pair of thieves who brought you into this world," Nicholas replied, noting how Frederick and Vanessa bit their lips in
Vanessa stared at the ground, biting her lips hard. This was the end for her."Dad..." Cassandra tremble. Nicholas’s words made her realize that this was the reason for all the strange treatment she had endured as a child, including the bullying at school where many girls mocked her—they called her a freeloader or a bastard. "Tell me what he said is a lie.""Dad, we demand an explanation," Ernest demanded."Are you satisfied now, Frederick? We're in this damn place because of you," Vanessa cried out in despair."My fault? Let me remind you that you helped me plan how to kill her—you agreed with my actions. So, you share the blame because I never saw you complain when you spent that money or wore her jewelry and luxury clothes.""What? No... don't you turn this on me! This all started because of you, preferring to steal money from a rich girl instead of getting a damn job."The twins heard their parents' argument but paid little attention. They were too preoccupied with their inte
The news of the false Andersons' arrest became the hottest gossip of the week, and no one could wait to start talking about it. All the news outlets began covering the story as a breaking report when Vanessa and Cassandra were seen being led out of the Anderson mansion in handcuffs. And as a consequence, reporters immediately began searching for Deborah's residence to interview her, hoping to get her perspective on the situation. However, since she lived in a private location with tight security, they couldn't get in easily. No one knew her phone number to call and ask her questions either."It seems you're quite the celebrity now, my love," Jayden remarked as they carefully drove away from their home.[It appears so.] Deborah was wearing a blonde wig to go unnoticed by the cameras."You know, with that wig, we look like my parents," Jayden teased, causing her to laugh.[But I'm not going to dye it.]"Hey, I never said I wanted you to be blonde. I love your beautiful chestnut ha
Deborah couldn't resist and stood up, giving the doctor a big hug. [Thank you for giving me hope.].“It’s nothing, young lady, but I’ll accept your thanks in a verbal form once this is all over. Deal?” the doctor asked and saw her nod in agreement.“That’s fantastic news, although I must say I’m feeling a bit stiff,” Jayden said, stretching after holding the same position throughout the treatment.[Thanks for the support, Jayden.] Deborah leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek.“You’re welcome, my love, but you know, I’d feel even better with a kiss right here,” he said playfully, pointing to his lips and wiggling his eyebrows.“For now, no kissing on the lips. Zero contact for 24 hours,” the doctor interjected with a chuckle.“Boo, now I don’t like this treatment anymore,” Jayden joked, pouting.“It’s just for today. And even if the baby doesn’t like it, you’ll have to only eat soft foods or purees,” the doctor instructed.Both nodded, listening attentively to all the ins
"Let go of me! Help!” Roger froze at the sound of the woman's scream, releasing his grip on Deborah and stepping back in shock. How had she managed to shout like that?Unfortunately, he didn’t have time to figure it out because two store employees rushed over, closely followed by Jayden."You again?" Jayden said angrily, rushing to embrace Deborah. "Why do you keep harassing my girlfriend?""Even if she is your girlfriend, I have the right to approach her because she's carrying my child," Roger retorted."This baby is mine, and you need to stop stalking Deborah," Jayden declared, feeling her cling tightly to him."That child is not—""Sir, please leave, or we'll call the police," the employees ordered."Deborah, my love, it's okay, I'm here," Jayden said, holding her protectively.She nodded, still not letting go.Jayden shifted her slightly and noticed the marks on her wrist. He immediately felt his blood boil."You animal, she's pregnant and you still hurt her," Jayden fu
"And that’s how it’ll be from now on. By the way, after what happened today, I think you should take self-defense classes once James is born."[That sounds like a good idea.]"Yeah, because that lunatic is still obsessed with you, and I worry he might try something when I'm not around. You heard him, he still thinks you belong to him or something."[I think Roger always saw me more as an object than a person. It’s clear he hasn’t regretted his actions at all.]"He’s so different from his father. Well, all the blame lies with his mother, oh, ex-mother. Thankfully, the other kid is normal and kind like George."[Yeah.]"Hey, I wanted to ask you something."[What is it?]"So... um, can I call that man my father-in-law?" Jayden asked nervously.[Father-in-law?]"You know, Nicholas."[Well, I guess so.]"Jeez, I’m glad I got that out of the way," Jayden joked, noticing Deborah laughing at his words. "Speaking of that, my love, where is your mom buried?"[I don’t know.]"Huh?