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The room went quiet, the silence heavy and sharp.
Timothy and the others finally realized the voice belonged to Anneliese.
“You selfish girl! How dare you show your face!”
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“Anneliese, you murderer, open this door right now!” Perseus yelled as he pulled hard on the iron bars.
“Open the door! Mom and Selina have already passed out!”
Christopher’s eyes turned bloodshot. He shoved his hand through the bars, trying to claw at Anneliese.
Jessica let out a low laugh as she steadied Anneliese by the arm.
“Well, would you look at that? I thought this rotten family would be lying on the floor half- dead by now. Who knew you still had so much fight left in you? Guess cockroaches never die easy.”
The father and sons, pushed by anger and desperation, found strength that should not have been there, like flames leaping high before they burned out. Jessica’s words cut so deep they almost coughed blood.
“Quite a surprise,” Anneliese said, standing outside the iron door, her lips curling as she agreed with Jessica’s taunt.
Christopher’s hand never touched her. A guard beside him grabbed his wrist, twisted it hard, and bent it back.
Christopher screamed, the sound sharp and raw, like an animal being butchered. Timothy, seeing his son in pain, leaned on his authority and shoved his hand out.
“You ungrateful child!”
The guard raised his arm to strike, but Anneliese stepped back half a pace and shook her head.
“You think you can dodge me? Get over here! Open this door!”
Timothy’s roar filled the room, but Anneliese’s eyes locked on his wrist.
The night he slapped her right after she was taken to their house against her will, she had
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noticed his watch.
She had not seen it clearly then. Now she saw it with certainty.
It was the very same Patek Philippe that had stirred an argument at the mall.
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That watch had been a magazine limited edition. The clerk had said there was only one in the entire city of Oceaton.
Her thoughts drifted to that woman who looked so much like Selina, the woman who carried herself with care, the one who had always aimed her spite at her.
She remembered the small boy the woman had held by the hand. A spark of curiosity lit in her
eyes.
Selina’s story was not what Melanie and the White brothers believed. She was not just the child of a single mother who had switched babies in a reckless act and then died in a crash.
It was not that simple.
If it were, Melanie would never have treated Selina like a treasure.
Anneliese felt a strange thrill, almost eager to see the truth come out.
She tilted her head and peered inside.
That was when she saw Melanie and Selina. Both of them looked drained, their strength slipping away.
Selina looked even worse, her skin pale and lifeless after being bitten by snakes and bugs. They stared at the door with wide eyes, wanting to lash out, but their bodies sagged, too weak to fight.
“Anne… I’m sorry…” Selina’s voice cracked, rough and broken. “I’ll leave the White family… Please… please let my parents and brothers go.”
Selina noticed Anneliese’s sights, of course. They were focused on her.
Jessica’s eyes widened. “Wow. This woman’s good. She’s half–dead, and she still puts on that sweet act. I’ve got to admit, I’m impressed.”
She shook her head in disbelief.
The truth hit her clear as day. No wonder Selina, another adopted daughter, had tricked the White family into loving her like a princess, while Jessica herself had been thrown aside like
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nothing.
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The difference between them was clear as glass.
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Anneliese turned her gaze toward Jessica. “She’ll never drop her act, even if she dies. That takes skill.”
Jessica clapped her hands and grinned widely. “That was perfect! You all love each other so much. How could I ever bear to tear you apart? Stay right where you are, together.”
Anneliese turned to leave, and Timothy froze, stunned.
“You ungrateful brat! Where are you going? Open this door!”
Perseus shook the bars hard. “Anneliese, quit acting like you don’t care! You came here to let us out!”
“Open the door! We don’t have much patience left!” Christopher shouted, his voice rough with fury. “If you open it now, when we get to the station, I’ll make sure the cops take your remorse into account and knock two years off your sentence!”
Jessica spun around faster than Anneliese could form a response. She shoved her hand through the gap in the bars and slapped Christopher across the face.
“How dare you hit me!”
Jessica’s eyes burned with rage. “Of course. Someone has to knock some sense into that head of yours, even if it’s filled with hot air. Sure, a brain’s better, but baby steps. Calling the cops? Please. Your abuse and imprisonment of Annie is equally criminal, and you think you have the right to point your fingers at us?
“Now the tables turned, and you want justice? You, calling the police? And you’re supposed to be a lawyer? What did you study law for, just to twist it around for your own gain?
“You’re pathetic. You don’t even know how the system works. Judges hand out sentences, not cops. Wash the sludge out of your head.”
Her fury spilled over as she grabbed Christopher by the hair and slammed his head against the bars again and again. The metal rang each time until his body sagged and his hand flew up to clutch his forehead, his face dazed.
“You’ll pay for this, you b*tch!” he shouted, his eyes spinning with stars.
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