Donna astounded, unexpected that her mother-in-law would say such words.
“After the divorce, you'll still be the daughter-in-law in my heart. | will still treat you as my own family. | support you in chasing your
own happiness, to be frank, | hope you do well.”
When she learned how Donna had been giving so much all these years without getting a response from her son, Shirley, as a
woman herself, could truly empathize with the pain her daughter-in-law had endured.
“But you've hated the wrong person, honey.” Shirley corrected with tears in her eyes, “From beginning to end, Jennifer had no clue
how much Tomas adored her, let alone the fact that the brothers had fought over her, and she was completely in the dark about
the long suffering you endured. The one you ought to hate is him.”
With that, she turned her gaze to her eldest son.
“After you have been heartbroken again and again, what you have to do is to leave him, cut your losses, instead of wasting your
ton him and misdirecting your anger towards Jennifer. You're wrong in this, is Jennifer not innocent? She has been hated with
no reason by you for so many years and has been hurt for so many years.”
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Hearing Shirley speak that, Donna’s tears fell.
After that fateful explosion at the clinic, Tomas indeed did many things to hurt and stumble his younger brother.
And Donna hadn't been idle either. She secretly shoot “arrows in the dark” at Jennifer.
But George and Jennifer had always trusted them and never suspected a thing.
“The worst thing is, because of love and hate and family business, you've dragged so many innocents into this mess.” Shirley
closed her eyes in despair, tears trailing down her cheeks.
“Mom.” Donna just wanted to say something.
Suddenly, a cup of coffee was splashed on Tomas’ face.
Jennifer, holding the cup, said furiously, “You actually tried to kill George.”
She slapped Tomas hard.
The force left a vivid red imprint on his cheek.
“Jennifer.” Tomas didn’t expect Jennifer to suddenly hit him, and he was stunned.
“Don’t calllike that; | find it disgusting.” Jennifer's eyes bore disgust and anger, “Even if something had happened to George
back then, | would never have fallen for you, much less ended up with you!”
Tomas felt as if he'd been pierced by a thousand arrows, staring at Jennifer in disbelief.
“You only care about yourself! You live too selfishly!”
Jennifer's accusation left Tomas frozen.
“Hello? Is this 9117? | need to report a crime.”
Cathy, somehow having already dialed the emergency number, choked out to the operator, “My nis Cathy McMillian, Tomas
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Villa immediately and take them in for questioning.”
Perhaps never expecting their own daughter to report them personally, Tomas and Donna paused, the light in their eyes dimmed,
and they didn’t say a word as if they had accepted their fate.
After a while, Phillip’s phone rang.
“Phillip. Sorry to bother you, but we just received a call from your granddaughter alleging serious accusations. Is this skind of
child's play?”
Phillip seemed to age several years in an instant, yet his voice maintained its authority, “My son and daughter-in-law are indeed
implicated in multiple homicides. Please cover, the location is Reflections Villa.”
Truth be told, even if Cathy hadn't made that call, he would have.
His son and daughter-in-law hadn't just made a small mistake; they had been committing heinous acts for years, in their quest for
power and the family fortune, entangling and sacrificing countless innocents.