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Early the next morning, Oliver went missing. When his homeroom teacher called me, I learned that he hadn't shown up at school. His phone was switched off, and both his backpack and the cracked trophy had disappeared. I pulled up the neighborhood surveillance footage and discovered that he'd boarded a bus alone before dawn. He was heading straight for the warehouse on the outskirts of town where the fire had broken out ten years ago. By the time I arrived, the place had been demolished. There was nothing left but half a charred brick wall. Oliver stood amid the overgrown weeds, his hands caked with dirt. He was digging through the debris like a madman, attempting to unearth evidence from ten years ago."That's enough." I caught his wrist.He flung my hand away. "You wouldn't tell me, so I have no choice but to look into it on my own! Did you know all along that Jordan wasn't the one who saved me? Did you deliberately wait until the wedding to turn me into a laughingstock in fron

Jordan was no longer the gentleman he'd been at the wedding in the interrogation room. He pointed at Renee and launched into a furious tirade on the surveillance footage. "She's the one who gave me the key to the warehouse! She's also the one who spiked Oliver's milk. I wouldn't have been able to get into the warehouse without her."Renee shrieked from the other side of the glass, "You're the one who lied to me and said you wouldn't hurt Oliver. You told me that as long as you saved Oliver, the Halls would treat you like their flesh and blood!"Jordan sneered. "Didn't you want me to take Terrence's place as well? The day before the fire, who was the one who held me and said that so long as Terrence lost his son, he'd become even more dependent on you?" Renee's face twisted in an instant. She turned to the police officers. "He's been jealous of Terrence since he was a child! Terrence has a complete family, a thriving business, and me. Jordan wanted to steal everything from him."Ac

Oliver went to the rehabilitation center on his own three days later. I only learned about it when Derrick called me. He told me Oliver had stood outside the entrance for two hours because he was too afraid to go inside. By the time I arrived, he was crouching beside a flower bed. The cracked trophy rested on his knees.When he spotted me, he instinctively rose to his feet. "I'm not here to ask you to plead with them on Mom's behalf." "I know."He pressed his lips together. "I merely wanted to ask Derrick why he saved my life but never came to ask me for anything in return." Derrick walked out with his crutches. "Who told you I didn't get anything in return?"He pointed at the tree in the courtyard. "All these years, someone has been covering my medical bills, helping my daughter find a job, and even getting me a new prosthetic leg. I always thought the owner of the warehouse had finally grown a conscience. I only learned the truth when the cops told me that person was your

When Renee's lawyer found me, the divorce proceedings had already entered the asset investigation phase. He came bearing a single message—Renee was willing to admit she was wrong. As long as I withdrew the divorce lawsuit and testified in her criminal case that she had never deliberately intended to take Oliver's life, she would give up on Jordan and be a good wife to me again.After hearing that, I slid the manila folder across the table toward him. "Tell her I refuse."The lawyer didn't take it. "Mr. Hall, at the end of the day, Ms. Myers is Oliver's mother. If she's given a harsh sentence, it'll inevitably affect the child's future." Those words were exactly the same as Renee's. Once again, she was using Oliver as her human meat shield.…Several days later, mediation for the divorce proceedings began. Since the case was still under investigation, Renee was arranged to attend remotely from the detention center. The moment the screen lit up, she no longer looked as polished

On the day of the trial, the gallery was filled to the brim.Jordan no longer pretended to be sick. He wore a prison uniform as he stood at the defendant's dock with a grim expression. Renee sat several feet away from him. Yet she never looked in his direction. The prosecution presented the evidence one piece at a time—the original recording from ten years ago, the burned remains of the child's smartwatch, Derrick's testimony, and proof that the warehouse lock had been tampered with. Then came the scheme they had devised ten years later, complete with a fake cancer diagnosis, a staged death, and a plan to transfer my assets. Each piece of evidence corresponded to a lie they had once told. Jordan's defense attorney tried to emphasize that the fire had caused no fatalities and that Jordan had ultimately carried Oliver to safety. The prosecution, however, pointed out that he had stolen the credit after Derrick completed the rescue.More importantly, Jordan had known that the war