LOGINIn just a couple of weeks, Vanessa looked several pounds thinner, and her clothes didn’t fit anymore.But thinking of the way she’d tried to get me killed, I pulled my arm free. “We’re even. Please leave.”She grabbed me and wailed, “Everyone, look! This is my rich daughter-in-law raised by a rich family! My son’s been dead for only two years, and she won’t even take me in! She dumped me in a care home, waiting for me to die!”In an instant, a crowd of passersby and company employees gathered under the building.Vanessa groveled and begged, “For Vincent’s sake, please take me back. I’ve got nowhere else to go. They kicked me out of Northgate Alley, and I don’t wanna go back to that lousy care home!“You’ve got so much money. Can’t you afford to keep me? I don’t need you to wait on me. You just need to make sure I’m fed. I treated you well after you married in!” She whispered, clutching my sleeve. “You rich people care about face more than anything. If I don’t get up, people will
"Richard is always at the construction site, so I don't have anybody to cook for me," Vanessa complained.I shrugged off her hand. "Before I married Vincent, didn't you cook for yourself? If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have saved you earlier. We're even now. Don't come looking for me again."My father stepped between us. "My daughter's hands are for painting, playing piano, and tending flowers, not for cooking for you."If Vincent hadn't been so thoughtful, I never would've agreed to this marriage!" he added.Those nosy neighbors who'd been looking to avoid trouble poked their heads out and started ranting."That old lady wanted her daughter-in-law dead just a while ago, and now she wants her to care for her in old age?""If it were me, I'd pick up the knife and finish that old woman off. Something's seriously wrong with her.""She'll regret this. She had a rich daughter-in-law and everything set for a peaceful life, and she actually backed a murderer!""I wish I had such a
The bodyguards quickly formed a circle around me. Before I could fully register what was happening, my father patted my shoulder."Don't worry. This time, I won't let anything happen to you."What did he mean by that? Was he...My father handed a tablet to Freddie. " I pulled every surveillance feed from the stretch of road where it happened. Watch it yourself and see who the real culprit is."Freddie took it, still half doubtful. Maeve lunged to grab it, but a bodyguard shoved her back with a kick."Don't listen to her! She's just using her money to frame me. It's not hard to fake a video!" she cried.Freddie wasn't swayed and watched carefully.The footage clearly showed Maeve getting out by a small convenience stand and buying a bottle of water while wearing that dress, sunglasses, and a mask. A long-time smoker, she took off the mask when she lit a cigarette, and the shop's security camera caught her face.My heart finally dropped from my throat.Freddie snorted coldly. "S
I went to the car to hook up the dashcam. I really had to thank past-me for buying that thing.Even if it didn't capture faces inside the car, it still recorded audio.Freddie stood behind me, while Charles was behind Maeve. This way, no one could run.We found footage from two days ago. Maeve got in wearing that dress, sunglasses, and a mask. Unfortunately, the camera didn't catch her face clearly.As I watched the car tear down the road, my heartbeat matched the speed on the screen.Then there was a loud bang. The driver jumped out to look. The footage shows two adults lying on the ground, and the victim's baby had been tossed a distant away.There was blood everywhere. It was so terrible that I almost couldn't watch.Charles and Freddie wiped at their eyes beside me.Then, unbelievably, Maeve said they weren't dead and backed the car up to run over them again.When the relatives saw that, they went completely berserk. "Charles! Freddie! I don't care who was driving. Kill th
Seeing the dress, Maeve lunged forward to grab it, but Charles kicked her aside.He pulled the dress out and showed it to Freddie. "Look, isn't this the outfit from that day?""No, it's not mine. Besides, one dress proves nothing." Maeve then turned to me. "A few days ago, you said you wanted to give me a dress. I was wondering why you were were being so nice, but it turns out you're trying to frame me!" Her voice trembled as she denied it and shoved the blame onto me.Maeve and I look a lot alike, and with her sunglasses on, someone who didn't know us well could easily mix us up. When she first married Richard, everyone used to joke that the brothers had similar tastes.Vanessa ran over and tossed the dress at my feet. "I remember this is the dress you forced Maeve to take! Turns out it's the one worn at the funeral. Lydia, you're so cold!"She collapsed to the ground, wailing, "My poor son! He died so young. It must be your fault! You brought him bad luck!"Her words cut me t
The man in front of me was Freddie Fleming, the victim's eldest brother. In my last life, he had led the charge and shoved me to the ground. He didn't listen when I tried to explain, and it was his blade that struck the first fatal wound.Freddie pulled up the transfer record on his phone. "Look for yourself. The account that got the funeral expenses is under the name 'Lydia'. Are you still gonna deny it?"He turned to Charles and said, "Don't be fooled by her. Listen to what she said!"He played the voice messages one by one. "Take this ten thousand. Your sister's husband was weak, so don't blame me that he's dead. And I guess your nephew was doomed to die early."I just got this Porsche, and you lot made it dirty! You should be lucky I'm not asking for compensation"If you wanna make this ugly, bring it on. My family runs Lincoln Enterprise—do you think I'm scared of you nobodies?"Hearing that, the neighbors started cursing."She already wired the funeral money and still won'







