Chapter 7
The sound of his repeated slapping grated on my ears, making me even more irritated.[]
I hated Knox. Hated how he always did useless things when it was too late.
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“You know what? When our son died, the kidnappers cut off his finger–the one you threw into the lake.”
“Why don’t you go find it for him?“]
I knew that finding a tiny finger in that deep lake was impossible. I just wanted him to realize the futility and leave me alone forever.
But Knox grabbed onto this like a lifeline, sobbing as he promised: “I will. I’ll find it… I’ll find it.“]
Pretending not to hear, I clutched the urn and walked past him toward Jax’s grave.]]
Though I’d left in a hurry for Daleview, I’d brought some of Jax’s favorite clothes and toys with me. 0
I also brought the crucifix that Knox had given me years ago when he learned I was pregnant.
He had said: “This necklace was given to me by my godfather. I’ve worn it since childhood, but now I’m passing it to our child. May God bless him.“]
Back then, he might have genuinely cared for me.[]
But everything changed when Brielle appeared.[]
Thinking about this, I sighed, wiping away my tears so they wouldn’t fall on the necklace or the grave. I didn’t want Jax to see my sorrow as he departed this world.
After laying Jax to rest, I returned home only to receive a call from the police station-“We’ve found the killers.”
Overjoyed, I immediately hung up and rushed to the station.
As soon as I entered, I saw two burly men handcuffed to the side.[]
Without a doubt, it had to be them! Rage suddenly consumed me, and I lunged forward, desperate to strangle them. Officers quickly restrained me.
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I struggled to break free, but they tightened their grip. Powerless, I could only collapse in tears, nearly fainting from the sudden rush of anger and grief.
“Ma’am, I’m truly sorry for what you’ve been through, but please stay back for your safety. They’re dangerous criminals. Let’s go to the office and listen to their confession.” The officers supported me as my legs gave way and led me to an office.
After settling me in a chair, they played the recording:
“We found out privately that Jax Riverstone was going to summer camp for two weeks, so we thought we’d make some quick money. He was the son of the richest man in the city, after all.”
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“We never intended to kill him. It was Riley’s actions that provoked us. With all that media coverage, we knew they’d called the police.”
“We were baffled, I clearly told Riley we only wanted fifty million. Was that small amount really too much for a billionaire to pay for his son’s life?”
“Riley begged us for more time, so we gave her three days. During that time, we treated her son well, but it turned out she was just stalling
Their words suddenly reminded me of something crucial…[
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Jax attended an elite school, and all the children at the summer camp came from prominent families. For safety reasons, the school had specifically instructed parents to keep their children’s schedules confidential.] And when Knox and I were preparing Jax’s camp supplies, Brielle had been there.
So only they could have leaked Jax’s schedule!]
Regret hit me like a tidal wave. I slapped my forehead hard–why had I discussed these things in front of Brielle? Why?!]
Later, I don’t remember how I left the police station, how I got home, or how I ended up in the hospital. I only recall the doctor saying my emotional distress and lack of food and water had caused severe anemia. For the next few days, I was kept alive by IV drips.
During my hospitalization, the police brought good news–they had been interrogating the kidnappers these past few days about who had leaked jax’s private schedule to them.
At first, they were reluctant to reveal their source, only saying:
“A friend who casually mentioned that the billionaire’s only son would be attending summer camp.
Bust under persistent questioning by the police, they finally spoke up, firmly implicating a woman–Brielle Morgan.
