"Are you disappointed that I'm still alive, Jason?" Claire raised her chin in a challenging manner to Jason.
Jason didn't react immediately, then he shouted angrily, "Of course, everyone thought you were dead, even me..." He paused for a moment, not continuing, then said, "But you lived happier than anyone in the last few years?" Claire felt a sense of irony, her broken body wouldn't be able to work one day, but Jason thought she was living a good life? It was only natural that a person who was blind 5 years ago was still blind until now. "Claire!" The man was angry and resentful, exploding at the thought of his last five years. The fact that she was still alive upset him greatly. "Tell me honestly, what happened during the fire five years ago? And Alice, where did you hide her?" All he cared about was Alice, right? Claire looked at him stubbornly, "Her disappearance has nothing to do with me." "Impossible!" Hearing that, Claire gave him a cynical smile instead. Of course he didn't believe her. He had never believed her five years ago, and he still did not. So she didn't have to explain anything. Claire looked at him and smiled again. "If you really want to find Alice, you have to let me go. That way she will come back safely," she said. After all, Jason loved Alice so much that Claire could only use this excuse to get Jason to let her go. "Are you threatening me?" Jason was furious, "You kidnapped Alice and killed my mother 5 years ago. If I don't accept your terms this time, who are you going to hurt?" "I didn't kill your mother." She could lie about other things, but not about her mother. She respected her and thought of her as her own mother, she couldn't say that she had killed her just to hurt Jason. Jason gritted his teeth again and said in a low voice, "People like you can do anything! Even kill the person who loves you the most?" Claire sighed heavily and replied bluntly, "I will prove my innocence in your mother's murder case. As for Alice, if you don't want anything bad to happen to her, let me go." Who would have thought that Jason would just shrug his shoulders. "Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you, but you're going to live a miserable life here," he said, then took Claire by the arm and led her to the second floor, then pushed her into a room and locked it from the outside. "Jason, let me go, you have no right to lock me up, let me go!" Claire kicked the closed door with all her might, screaming like crazy. "You deserve to be punished for what you did," Jason replied in a cold tone from behind the door. "My mother is dead and I still haven't found Alice. Did you really think I'd let you live and roam free?" He stressed the last sentence with hatred and anger. Claire fell limply to the floor. She could not understand how this man could be so cruel. Did she really have to die for him to be satisfied? But she did not want to give up, after all she had been close to death five years ago. Now she didn't owe him anything, he had no right to hurt her anymore. Her life was her own, no one could interfere. Looking around, her gaze finally settled on a window. It was getting dark quickly in the winter, and when it was completely dark, Claire went to the window and opened it with all her strength. The wind blew through the open window and she was a little scared as she looked up at the height from this second floor. But thinking of Jason's cruelty and evil attitude, she went out without hesitation and walked along the edge of the wall looking for the safest place to jump. When she found an area of smooth grass, she closed her eyes and just jumped. Pain hit her, but it was nothing compared to what Jason would do to her later. Her body was almost immune to that kind of pain anyway, it was just that she really didn't want to get involved with Jason again. She got up, gritted her teeth and hobbled towards the main gate, which was still a long way from here as the grounds of this mansion were very large. Unfortunately, just a few steps into her walk, she heard a loud shout. "The woman has escaped, hurry and come here..." Trembling, Claire ran out quickly, not thinking about her sore ankle. Despite everything, she had to go. She had to get away from this man. Footsteps approached. In a hurry and sweating with fear, she ran faster and faster. Suddenly, after leaving the area of pine trees, Claire was startled by the headlights of the car shining brightly on her, then there was a loud squealing of tires as the brakes were suddenly applied with force. She fell to the ground, her knees only a few feet from the car. Her heart raced as she watched the man get out of the car in a hurry. "Claire, do you want to die?" Jason knelt beside her to see her condition. "Move your hand!" Claire pushed Jason's hand away when it tried to touch her. After making sure that nothing bad would happen to her, Jason grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet without saying anything else. "Let me go, Jason, let me go!" Claire struggled and kicked him, but the man did not look hurt. "Jason, if you hate me so much, you should kill me. Just kill me!" Jason still didn't say anything and just put her in the car to go home, because the distance between the park and the front door was far enough to walk. "I admit I'm guilty, I shouldn't have loved you, if you let me go, I swear I won't have any feelings for you and I won't show up in front of you again. This is what I've been doing for the past five years. Please let me go..." Claire was still begging when she was already in the back seat of the car with Jason. The driver started the car and brought them to the front door, while Jason's hands were clenched tightly because of Claire's words. "You want me to leave you? The only way that can happen is if one of us dies," he said. This meant that as long as he was alive, Claire would never be able to escape him. Claire flew into a rage and yelled at him, "What exactly do you want?" Jason got angry and grabbed her wrist. "Be a good girl."Alice gave a slow nod. “It was Mandy. She was never some innocent girl to begin with. I always knew she was obsessive and manipulative. She said if I didn’t leave, she’d hurt me and my sister. You know me, Jason. My sister’s the only family I have left, and I couldn’t risk anything happening to her.” She turned her eyes to the window, her voice barely holding together. “I was scared. I wanted to tell you, but I just couldn’t. Every time I tried to reach out, my mind filled with the worst possible scenarios. And I… I was too much of a coward to take that risk.” Jason lowered his head, fists clenched on the table. Anger, sadness, and relief all collided in a way that left him completely overwhelmed. “There wasn’t any room left for me in your heart anyway,” Alice said softly. “I told Claire everything. That the woman you truly loved all along was her. That you were only with me because you thought she had moved on with Leon. And after you two got married, I knew you were happy… just b
That night, Claire’s apartment felt quieter than usual. Jason and Claire had just gotten back, weighed down by more than just exhaustion. They dropped their bags with heavy steps, like they were carrying a burden far heavier than anyone could see.Suddenly, Kimberly and Calvin stood up, eyes shimmering as they looked straight at Claire.“Mom,” Kimberly said, her voice soft but steady.Claire froze. Her heart stopped. Jason looked between them, confused and overwhelmed.“Kids, we need to tell you something,” Jason said, his voice trembling, though he had no idea where to begin.Calvin stepped beside Kimberly, eyes filled with tears. “We already know. Aunt Claire… you’re our mom. We’ve known for a while.”Claire and Jason looked at each other, stunned. “You knew?”“Yeah. Calvin suspected it early on. He forced Arthur to tell us. Arthur didn’t want to, but eventually he gave in—only after we promised to pretend we didn’t know until Dad told us himself.”Claire broke down in tears. These
Jason looked down for a moment, taking a deep breath, trying to swallow the storm inside him. Then he raised his head again and looked straight at Leon. His eyes were sharp, filled with anger and questions—but also, unavoidably, a flicker of gratitude.“I got Claire out by disguising her as a corpse,” Leon said. “She had already lost consciousness, and eventually…” He glanced at Claire before continuing, “the doctors said they needed to perform an emergency C-section to save her baby. I signed the consent form, and I handed the twins over to Jason.”“So the body that burned in the fire and was claimed to be Claire Bradford’s… was someone else?” the judge asked.Leon nodded slowly. His voice shook a little as he said, “Yeah. Claire was presumed dead in that fire, and the body was swapped with another victim. After that, I took her out of the country—and disappeared.”“Did you also bribe the autopsy team to say that the body was Claire Bradford’s?” the prosecutor cut in.“No,” Leon said
The courtroom was packed. A low murmur filled the space between the rows of wooden benches, echoing off the high ceilings of the grand Manhattan courthouse. Media cameras sat in the corners, red lights blinking as they captured every second of what had become the trial of the year: the final court session for General Victor Langston and Mandy.Jason sat at the plaintiff’s table, dressed in a sharp black suit, though his face still carried the fading signs of bruises—one at his left temple, another hidden beneath his collar. His right hand looked a little stiff as he adjusted a folder on the table. His shoulder wasn’t fully healed yet. But his eyes were focused, full of determination.Claire had just entered through the side door when she froze. Her eyes widened as they landed on Jason. She had no idea someone had tried to kill her ex-husband the night before.Jason gave her a small nod, almost like he was saying, “I’m still here. Stay focused.”The prosecutor stood up. “Your Honor, we
Mandy scoffed. “You really think the world runs on good intentions? Look around, Jason. Laws can be bought. Witnesses can ‘disappear.’ Even cops can be paid off. And you... you honestly believe this ends just because you have ‘evidence’ and ‘truth’ on your side?”Jason didn’t answer.“I’m not going to rot behind bars. You know that. The system can’t touch people like me... or General Langston.”“Then,” Jason finally said, his voice barely more than a whisper, “I’ll touch you both in my own way.”Mandy narrowed her eyes. “You’ll get crushed.”“I already was,” Jason shot back. “But that wreckage taught me what to rebuild... and what to burn to the ground.”The silence between them stretched thin.Then Jason stood up. He looked at Mandy one last time—no anger this time, just certainty.“You can’t change the past. But you don’t get to use it as an excuse to run from the future you created.”He turned to leave.Right before the door shut, Mandy said softly but clearly, “You’ll regret not s
Morning had just started to creep in through the tall windows of Mandy’s fancy townhouse in Upper East Side, New York.The sky outside was gray and heavy, but inside, everything looked picture-perfect—fresh lilies in a vase on the dining table, polished marble counters, and the soft scent of vanilla hanging in the air.Mandy sat gracefully at the breakfast table, dressed in a light gray silk robe, holding a cup of black coffee in her left hand while her right flipped through a stack of confidential files she hadn’t managed to destroy yet.Her eyes were sharp, calm—like someone still in full control.Until that knock came.Three times. Quiet, but firm. Not the kind of knock you'd get from a delivery guy. And definitely not from a friend just dropping by.Mandy slowly turned her head toward the front door, eyes narrowing. Something felt... off.“Nora,” she called.A middle-aged woman—her housekeeper who’d been with her for years—stepped out from the kitchen. “Yes, ma’am?”“See who it is