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She Drowned Me, I Bankrupted Her Instead Chapter 9
The center’s first vocational class taught the residents how to fix a leaky faucet.Jonah stood at the front of the room, wrench in hand. “If you know how to tighten this bolt, you have to ask someone else for help one less time.”No one laughed. They understood all too well what it meant to have to ask someone for help.An elderly man whose wages had been stolen by a labor broker raised his hand. “I’m old. Can I still learn?”Jonah handed him the wrench. “If you’ve still got your hands, you can still learn.”The old man took the wrench, and his eyes immediately filled with tears.I stood outside the classroom, watching everyone inside bend over their work.Their movements were clumsy. They turned things the wrong way, sending pipes clanging against the walls. However, no one yelled at them, and no one told them to get out.At that moment, I finally understood what Second Shore was really giving people.It was not a bed or a meal. It was a place where you could take your time
She Drowned Me, I Bankrupted Her Instead Chapter 8
I rose to my feet. “I came here to tell you that I'm doing just fine. And you're going to spend the next five years here. Take that time to think about what that day really meant.”Elizabeth suddenly let out a laugh. It was short and ugly. “Five years, that’s all. When I get out, I’ll still be Elizabeth Spencer.”I stopped. “Go ahead and see for yourself.”“Do you think this verdict can destroy me?” As she stared at me, a trace of the old arrogance finally returned to her eyes. “I still have people. I still have connections. Everyone will forget once this blow is over.”“They won’t.”“Why not?”“Every connection you’ve been relying on to keep your reputation intact is already in the hands of the auditors, the media, and the courts.”I looked at her.“Five years from now, you’ll find that the name Elizabeth Spencer still exists in River City, but it will only exist as a case study.”The smile slowly disappeared from her face. I knew that was what truly frightened her.Prison o
She Drowned Me, I Bankrupted Her Instead Chapter 7
On the day the verdict was handed down, reporters packed the courthouse entrance. Elizabeth was sentenced to five years for intentional assault and ordered to pay my medical expenses and compensation for emotional distress.Marcus was sentenced to three years for concealing evidence and helping cover up the truth.The Spencer family’s assets were frozen, and its major projects were placed into liquidation.The judgment was clear. The victim had not disappeared by accident. He had been pushed into the river by a family member, and the truth had been concealed for years.That sentence carried more weight than any apology ever could.After the hearing, Henry handed me my corrected household registration documents.They read: [Jensen Spencer. Male. Born June 17. Status corrected from presumed deceased to alive.]The words were painfully neat. It was so neat one could not see the bridge where I once slept, the frostbite, the hunger, or the 20 years of nights between those two lines
She Drowned Me, I Bankrupted Her Instead Chapter 6
In the security footage, Marcus escorted her into the room. When he came back out, he was carrying an old metal box. Inside were the birthday cards my mother had prepared, along with a receipt from the river rescue station.Marcus had always known I was alive. He had just never told anyone.The day he signed the inheritance agreement, he had just turned 18.I watched the footage and finally understood why he had always refused to admit that my face was mine. He did not fear mistaking me for someone else. He was afraid I had really come back.I watched the footage three times. On the third time, Henry turned off the screen. “Don’t watch it again.”“I’d like to confirm one thing.”“What?”“I wasn’t destroyed by one person.”The room fell silent.Elizabeth pushed me into the river. Marcus hid the rescue receipt for her. My parents eventually gave up searching after being reassured again and again that I was gone. The Spencer family’s butler, driver, PR team, and foundation manage
She Drowned Me, I Bankrupted Her Instead Chapter 5
A week later, Summit Group’s lenders were the first to pull their funding. Suppliers sent notices terminating their contracts, while project partners who had already signed agreements announced that they were suspending cooperation.Marcus slammed his hand on the table at a company meeting. “They’re all fair-weather friends. Once this blows over, they’ll come crawling back.”The CFO pushed a returned-payment notice across the table. “There is no ‘blowing over’. We’re out of cash.”Elizabeth called an emergency press conference. She wore the same white suit from her missing-person interviews, trying once again to cast herself as the victim.“Jensen suddenly claims to be my brother because he wants a piece of the Spencer family fortune. We’re willing to cooperate with the investigation, but we will not tolerate malicious extortion.”A reporter pressed further, “If you’ve been searching for your brother all these years, why is there no record of you ever reporting him missing?”Eliz
She Drowned Me, I Bankrupted Her Instead Chapter 4
Someone in the crowd drew a sharp breath. The color drained from Marcus’ face. The reporters below raised their cameras at once, flashes exploding across the ballroom.Elizabeth’s eyes moved from my face to my left ear, then dropped to the area beneath my collarbone. The old scar was mostly hidden by my shirt collar. She could see only part of it, but the color had already left her face.She recognized me.When I was a child, I fell through a glass door and suffered a three-inch cut beneath my collarbone. My mother carried me to the hospital, and Elizabeth had been there too.It was not something a stranger could fake.Marcus tried to rush the stage, but security blocked him.“You’re lying!” His voice came out hoarse. “My brother died years ago!”I looked at him. “You’re that sure?” Those four words stopped him cold.The host hurried forward. “Ladies and gentlemen, this may all be a misunderstanding. Let’s have Mr. Lowe return to his seat for now.”“A misunderstanding?” I tu
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