"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?
"Ah... this is the life," Sophia mused, enjoying a bubble bath with a glass of white wine in hand.Just then, her phone buzzed. She set her glass aside with a grimace and reached for her phone."Ugh... who could it be?" she complained as she unlocked her phone. To her surprise, she found a message from Cassandra. It was unusual because she thought the whole family was in prison and thus couldn’t send messages.Curious, Sophia opened the message to check if it was really Cassandra or just a nosy cop.The message read: Hey, reply! We need your help to get out of prison.Sophia: How do I know it's really you and not an imposter?Cassandra: It's me, obviously.Sophia: Prove it.Cassandra: Let me remind you that we had agreed to cover your hospital bill in exchange for information from you to ruin Deborah.Sophia: Okay... it's you. How the hell are you able to message me?Cassandra: Because they didn’t search me properly—I had my phone hidden in my clothes.Sophia: Haha. Clever,
Ernest and Cassandra observed their parents' newfound fear with growing confusion. It was odd. Just moments ago, Frederick and Vanessa had been defiant and insolent toward the police despite their imprisonment. Now, they were trembling as if facing the devil himself after the ominous visit from that strange officer."Ernest…""I know. I hate their little secrets, and now I have no idea why they're acting like this," Ernest grumbled, frowning deeply."And I doubt they’ll tell us," Cassandra whispered."Yeah…" Ernest was growing increasingly frustrated. It was clear their parents hadn’t shared anything to help their children prepare for this moment. The twins were left in the dark, like naive children. Regardless, they were just as complicit in Deborah’s mistreatment. They had learned to despise her, and now, without the shield of their powerful name or money, they were facing the consequences of their actions—a reality they were unwilling to accept.The parents were oblivious to th