"Come on, call him Daddy."With a gentle smile, my wife, Jessica Stanton, nudged two three‑year‑old twins toward me.For a moment, I felt utterly dazed. In my past life, no one knew these children as well as I did.When Jessica first brought Billy and Maisie Stanton home from the orphanage, I embraced them as my own. I poured myself into my work, determined to give them the best education and a stable, loving environment.But when they entered high school, both Billy and Maisie began to show an interest in romance. Concerned it might distract them from their studies, I decided to have a serious talk with them.I never expected that the children I had loved and raised for 15 years would become the cause of my death. They pushed me down the stairs without a second thought.Just before everything went dark, I heard Billy's voice. "It would be better if he were dead. Now our real dad can finally be with Mom.""Yeah. Don't worry, Billy. I'll make sure you have an alibi," Maisie chime
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