Den paled in disbelief. “No, it can’t be. This must be fabricated.”


    Debra merely watched him coldly..


    Melody was equally shocked, her hand clutching her chest as she struggled to process the revtion. She had never imagined that She was responsible for the child’s death.


    Debra turned to Pedro. “Mr. Hardy, what’s the charge for deliberately murdering one’s own child?”Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    Pedro was lost for words. They had never encountered such a situation before, and the implications were staggering.


    Den, his face contorted with rage, shouted at Debra “My daughter is still in the hospital. What do you want?”


    Debra sneered, “I don’t want anything. Shelia used her child to frame me, and I need to seek justice for myself.”


    “Jade has already lost her child. What more do you want? How can you be so vicious?”


    “Vicious? Shelia killed her child, I can’tpare with her.”


    “You…”


    Den’s face turned a deep shade of red, and he looked ready to explode. But it was Melody who stepped forward, her eyes zing with fury.


    “Den, look what you’ve done. You promised to marry off your daughter. Then Shelia and you conspired to kill the child. You’re a murderer.”


    Living in high society for so long, she was well–versed in tricks and maniptions. Shelia had used her child to set Debra up, and the ir family had deceived her into hosting a jewelry banquet, iming it was to embarrass Debra. In fact, they were using her as a pawn in their twisted game.


    Debra stood aside, watching the farce unfold with a detached expression. She knew the truth, but she wasn’t about to enlighten Melody about Edgar’s involvement or Den’s misguided love for his daughter.


    Just then, Juan hurried into the room. Seeing the chaos, he went to Melody’s side. “Grandma, you…”


    “Juan, look at the good woman you found. Look at her family’s performance.”


    “Grandma, what are you trying to say?”


    Juan looked confused, having just arrived and unaware of the night’s events. He saw Debra standing aside, looking like an uninvolved bystander.


    Seeing her unharmed, he felt a wave of relief wash over him.


    Pedro approached Juan, his voice polite and measured, “Mr. Nichols, here is the thing. Miss ir had a miscarriage. It’s aplicated story. Anyway, she fell down the stairs by herself. It has nothing to do with Ms. Frazier. We’ll investigate this thoroughly.”


    Juan frowned. “Isn’t the situation already clear?”


    Pedro faltered, unsure of how to respond.


    Juan showed no sign of grief over the loss of the child. Far from it, he looked detached.


    Debra couldn’t help but think about her previous life. Perhaps Juan had been this indifferent when she was on the operating table, as if the baby she was carrying wasn’t his.


    Juan turned to the guests, his voicemanding. “I don’t want today’s events to be leaked.”


    The unspoken message was clear. This was a scandal, and Juan didn’t want it to spread. The guests understood the implications and knew better than to cross him.


    “Sophie, help my grandma back to her room.”


    “Yes, sir.”


    Sophie stepped forward, gently taking Melody’s arm. Melody wobbled her way forward, still reeling from the night’s events.