I could only sit quietly beside her, heavy-hearted.

Beatrice continued with a self-deprecating expression, "The fact is, he had another family. His focus was on another home, raising a mistress and fathering an illegitimate child!"

She chuckled, "And these two put on a show in front of us almost every day! Shamelessly playing the role of pitiful creatures, like parasites on my mom, living comfortably off her and making their parasitic life so splendid! In the end, they even laid hands on their benefactor."

Listening to Beatrice's account, I truly felt speechless.

"Who is Byron Chandler? What does he take my mom for? I rarely saw my dad when I was young since he was always busy. He didn't hug or kiss me like other dads did.

"I thought it was because he worked hard for our family. Hahaha... Byron Chandler was busy carefully arranging and hatching schemes to get fortune and commit murder!" Beatrice spoke each word deliberately.

Her hoarse voice sounded so heart-wrenching.

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