"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
The team agreed on the plan and entered the interrogation room where Cassandra was being held.Cassandra was jittery and on edge, overwhelmed by the silence and being restrained. The door swung open, and Christian, Nicholas, and the detective walked in. Her frown deepened, wondering if they had already questioned her parents or brother."Let’s get started," the detective said, taking a seat and placing a folder on the table."Shouldn’t my lawyer be present?" Cassandra asked, furrowing her brow."Lawyer?" the detective echoed with amusement. "Why would you need one? Aren’t you innocent?""Of course I am.""Then why ask for a lawyer? We already know you and your brother had nothing to do with Alexandra Anderson’s death.""If you already know that, then why am I here?""We just want to talk," Christian said."Yes," Nicholas added. "You left us quite intrigued that day.""What do you mean?" Cassandra asked."Well, on the day of your arrest, you kept insisting that we were liars
Cassandra's eyes widened with fear as she absorbed the implications of their words. The idea of ending up in prison because of Deborah was terrifying. Furthermore, she could see how much Nicholas was struggling to hold back his anger."So, are you going to cooperate or continue to dig a grave for yourself?" the detective asked with a smirk."I…" Cassandra looked genuinely distressed as she felt cornered."I should also inform you that the person you hired to track Deborah has already spoken to us and provided some interesting information about his employers," the detective continued."What… he didn’t…" Cassandra remembered now that the tracker had been in prison. Who knew what he might do."Oh yes, he was quite the clever one, deciding to cooperate rather than rot in jail for a poorly paid job.""Poorly paid? That idiot was demanding an outrageous amount just to keep an eye on her.""I'm glad to see you confirm that you hired him to monitor Deborah and let you know when she was
“With this information, we confirm that you knew perfectly well that your last name isn’t Anderson and that your whole life was a lie,” Nicholas stated.“Alright. I confess that I knew from the beginning, but so what? It was all my father’s doing, not mine.”“And your sister?” the detective asked.“That pampered idiot lived in the bubble of the lie, but when that bitch Sophia called her a bastard, it pissed her off. Out of curiosity, she started investigating until she found the truth. Of course, I played along and said that I had only recently learned about this too.”“Well, now with this declaration, I think we can inform you that we’re going to extradite you to pay for your crimes abroad. Once that’s done, they’ll send you back here to serve your sentence,” the detective announced.“What…” Ernest was terrified; he knew if he went back to that place, he wouldn’t come out alive. “Wait… you… you can’t do that.”“And why not?” Nicholas asked.“Because if you do something to me, y
As they left the interrogation, the three men smiled, having gotten what they wanted.“So it's true. Frederick did work with that guy,” Nicholas said, his anger simmering as he remembered the documents Christian had shown him.“Given the timeline, it’s clear that that was the work of that group’s previous leader, but I’m sure if we shake things up, we might find something good and locate the current leader,” the detective remarked.“I’ll inform Jayden to keep him updated,” Christian said.“Hey, what are we going to do with those two?” Nicholas asked, glancing at Vanessa and Frederick, who were already looking annoyed and frustrated from being confined in those rooms.“I’m only interested in Frederick since we technically already have Vanessa’s confession,” the detective stated.“I’ll come in with you guys,” Nicholas offered.“No,” Christian and the detective said simultaneously.“But I was with you for the twins’ interrogation of the twins,” Nicholas argued.“Yes, but it’s goi