On the recorder, the reporter was heard asking Beau, "Why do you think your Mommy participated in the math competition?""She wants to be famous and wants money! She wants to fight Daddy for me and use me to threaten him into giving her more money!" Beau's voice rang out. His innocent and childish voice pierced Elara like a thousand needles, causing her pain. For a moment, Elra was somewhat at a loss. He was her son—her weakness and her armor. He was the boy who once shared her heartbeat. He was, after all, her flesh and blood. As such, he could cause her great pain and easily defeat her just by lifting a finger. The color drained from Elara's face, and her pupils dilated. From the recorder, the reporter could be heard asking again, "Beau, is there anything you'd like to say to netizens?""Don't be fooled by her! She's just a selfish and awful woman! I'm her biological son, so I know what kind of mother she is better than anyone else!"Once Beau's voice faded away, the repor
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