"Mr. Donovan, all the footage has been pulled. Do you want to take a look?"
The room reeked of alcohol so badly it made Brandon dizzy. He set the laptop in front of Ethan and rushed to c***k open a window.
Ethan turned his stiff neck slowly, eyes sharp and focused.
As soon as the clip showed Jasmine shoving Anna down the stairs, Ethan's hands started trembling uncontrollably.
Across from the hospital was a busy shopping street, lined with surveillance cameras. The footage couldn't have been clearer.
It was Jasmine. She did it. She murdered Anna.
Hatred flared in Ethan's eyes, raw and intense.
That woman didn't just betray him—she destroyed everything he had. His child, his wife.
And to think he once felt some twisted sympathy for her, clinging to their past. It wa
