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Five years after the trial, I got married.

His name was Michael. He was a lawyer. He was kind. He was honest. He was everything my father wasn't.

We had a small ceremony. Just family and friends.

Elena was there. Patricia was there. Harold was there.

And in the front row, there was an empty chair. For Grandpa.

I walked down the aisle and thought about everything that had happened. The birthday dinner. The bank statement. The trial. The verdict.

I thought about my parents. My brother. Jessica.

I thought about Grandpa.

Then I thought about myself.

I was twenty-five years old. I had a husband. A career. A life.

And I had a promise to keep.

I was going to live the life Grandpa wanted for me.

SHE THREW HIS BABY OFF THE BALCONY—THEN HIS DEAD WIFE'S SECRET RECORDING...

“PLEASE! HE'S JUST A BABY!” Maria screamed as the billionaire's fiancée held his eight-month-old son over a second-floor balcony.T...

AT BREAKFAST, MY BOSS CALLED ME A THIEF—HE DIDN’T KNOW THE SILVER-HAIRED...

My boss accused me of stealing $380 and demanded I surrender my dead mother’s locket. Then a silver-haired stranger stepped up to...

AT 11:58 P.M., I DISMISSED AN OLD MAN AT MY CAR—HE KNEW MY BUILDING WASN...

At 11:58 p.m., an elderly electrician leaned into my luxury car and begged me to stop a scheduled power cutoff. I checked my watch...

I was going to be strong.

I was going to be free.

Chapter 14 - The Verdict