Chapter 10 Tiffany stared in shock at Sean's sudden appearance, weakly raising her hand to hit him as she choked through tears: "Sean, what are you saying? How could I... possibly kill Jessica?" "Jessica was the one tied up that night. She took hundreds of blows, and you-after I left-threw boiling oil on her face, turning her into what you call an evil spirit..." "You made us watch her torture while smiling in approval..." "Tiffany, you vicious woman!" Sean roared, each word shredding his throat like blades, blood coating his voice. Tiffany gasped through sobs, "Sean, you must be mistaken... Ah! My stomach hurts... our baby..." Emma and others rushed in at the commotion, shrieking: "Sean! What are you doing?!" Sean's eyes blazed with murderous rage. "She killed Jessica! She owes Jessica her life!" Tiffany stubbornly denied, "Sean, I truly didn't..." before collapsing weakly. Emma struck Sean fiercely, heartbroken. "Sean, have you lost your mind? Tiffany is your wife! Will you kill her and the baby together?!" "Jessica's dead and gone! Good riddance-she'd have ruined The Mitchell Group! How could some orphaned nobody compare to Tiffany? If Tiffany or her baby come to harm, not even a thousand deaths would suffice!" Sean ignored them, summoning bodyguards to bar Emma from the room. While doctors examined Tiffany, Sean received new evidence from his assistant: proof of Tiffany framing Jessica... and the men who drugged and abducted Jessica were the exorcists from that day's performance. After their act, they'd dragged Jessica into the forest. The men had vanished without trace, leaving no clues about what they did to her in those woods. Sean fought suffo- cating dread as he ordered an immediate search. Before leaving, the doctor warned Sean: "Sean, Mrs. Mitchell's extreme distress and near-asphyxiation endanger the baby. Another incident could cause miscarriage." Tiffany awoke, eyes bloodshot: "Sean, how could you accuse me so casually?" "Have you forgotten? You promised to protect me and never make me cry... Yet now you distrust me-ready to kill me and our baby." 0.0% 08:10 Chapter 10 "If you truly believe I hurt Jessica, just kill me now." Sean's mind flashed to their childhood. 288 iVouchers Back then, Tiffany was called origami star. Whenever she spotted him approaching, her damp eyes would sparkle like stars. Afraid her miserable life would scare him away, she faked cheerfulness, never volunteering her sorrows unless he witnessed them firsthand. Like when he arrived early and saw origami star thrown into the mud by her mentally ill mother. Spotting him, origami star grinned: "Sean, don't I look like a little calico cat?" Tiffany immediately put on a pitiful act after revealing her identity. "Tiffany, since you've forgotten your actions, I'll help you remember." Sean slammed the evidence his assistant gathered onto the table, roaring: "Where is Jessica now?!" The video clearly showed Tiffany's face. Alongside transfer records to Melissa. Tiffany paled but quickly steadied herself. "I truly don't know. I was just joking with Jessica." "You voided her Social Security Number and ID card for me, yet only gave me one year. After she woke up, you stayed by her side constantly." "I loved you too much... I couldn't help myself..." Sean found her utterly repulsive, cutting her off angrily. "Couldn't help yourself? So you poured scalding oil on her face?" "I spoiled you before. Now let me joke with you too." He clapped sharply. Bodyguards immediately brought in a basin of boiling oil. Tiffany's voice trembled in terror. "Sean, you can't treat me like this!" Emma and others outside panicked. "Sean! Even if you reject Tiffany as your wife, she's still the Moore family's princess! Are you trying to destroy our entire family?" Emma rushed in recklessly. Others followed, pulling Tiffany toward the exit. Before they could escort Tiffany downstairs, dozens of black-suited men stormed in. Armed and disciplined, they subdued the bodyguards and marched inside. 45.1 % 08:10 Chapter 10 Alexander led them, his gaze icy as he commanded: "Living comfortably, I see. Take her away." 288 iVouchers Tiffany recognized him, face blanching white. She desperately grabbed Emma's hand, lips quivering. "Grandma, Mom, Dad... Don't let them take me. He's... he's here to kill me." Emma patted her hand dismissively, glaring at the intruders. "Did Jessica hire you? That ungrateful bitch! Using our family's money while trying to end our bloodline!" Peter Mitchell warned sternly: "Do you know who she is? She's New York's high-society princess! Anthony Moore's only heir!" Deborah Mitchell added sharply: "If anything happens to her, none of you will get out alive!" Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!