Chapter 87


    Chapter 87


    Mrs. Hardy did not fall for it.


    “Call her now! Make her tell everyone in the whole wide world! Tell them everything she said tonight


    was false! Tell them only what I said is true!”


    “But is what you said true?” Dn asked.


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    Mrs. Hardy choked on her own spit. ‘Of course, it’s true!” she shouted, her head held high in defiance.


    “Stop talking nonsense! Call Larissa right now!”


    “Of course, I could call Ms. Seymour, and I could certainly have her take back everything she said


    tonight.” Dn said, closing the distance between them by half a step and meeting her eyes, his gaze


    unwavering. “But think about everyone you’ve deceived for a moment. Do you think they’ll ever be able


    to trust you again?”


    Mrs. Hardy was stumped by his question. Her eyes darted around surreptitiously, as if she were trying


    to think of an answer to his questions.


    “Actually, this whole incident has never been Larissa’s fault. The only party you should be cing the


    me on is the production team of ‘The Mediators Room“, and the person who convinced you to


    appear on the show. “Dn advised her earnestly. “Think about it, if you hadn’t been on that show, and


    if you hadn’t been misled and influenced by someone else to speak such untruths on a public television


    program, would things have


    gotten to this point?”


    Mrs. Hardy was rendered speechless by his twisted logic, but she thought about it carefully all the


    same.


    Dn shifted forward half a step more. “If you can tell me who got you onto that show, I can help you


    lodge aint against them. And if we do that, we can push all of the responsibility to that person.


    You wouldn’t be affected in the slightest.”


    Mrs. Hardy’s heart began to waver.


    “It’s Ms. Holleran from “The Mediators Room‘! She was the one who found me and had me go on their


    show! She told me–oh, she told me that she would help me regain justice. Everything I said on that


    show was exactly what she told me to! It has nothing to do with me at all!” She immediately absolved


    herself of every responsibility and pushed the me onto someone else entirely.


    “Alright, I got it.” Dn nodded and moved forward once again. “I’ll draft awsuit for you when I get


    backter to sue the production team of ‘The Mediators Room‘.”


    “And!” Mrs. Hardy shouted suddenly, shocking Dn so much that he froze on the spot. “I want Larissa


    to withdraw thatwsuit she filed against my son! I want her toe back and be with my son like how


    it’s


    supposed to be!”


    Her unreasonable demands made Dn’s expression sink.


    “Withdrawing thewsuit is possible, but under one condition. Have your son sign the divorce


    agreement immediately.”


    “My son is already in such a state, and Larissa still wants to divorce him? Does that woman have any


    conscience at all?” Mrs. Hardy pounded the brick fence encircling the roof with all her might, howling in


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    anguish. “Oh, my poor, poor son! If you don’t have a wife anymore, what’s the point of me living? I’ll just


    die! It’s better if I don’t see this with my own eyes! You can file for divorce, or do whatever you want and


    it wouldn’t have anything to do with me anymore!”


    The police frantically made eye contact with Dn again.


    This time, Dn ignored them directly.


    “Mrs. Levange, I’m sure you know deep down who the real person with no conscience here is. Your


    son has brought this onto himself, and it isn’t unrted to how you and your husband brought him up


    all those decades ago either. Your soncks a wife, that’s true, but you could always withdraw your


    lawsuit against Amber and reconcile with her. When that happens, the court will definitely lessen her


    sentence ording to the way you treat her, and when she’s out of jail in one or two years, she’ll be


    able to reunite with your son.


    Don’t you see how this is the best possible oue that would benefit everyone involved?”


    “Don’t you start talking to me about Amber!” Mrs. Hardy pped the fence so hard that her hands


    became


    numb. “My son would never marry that evil, maniptive, heartless bitch!”


    Her words were firm, the resentment in her eyes ring.


    “Unfortunately, Larissa, too, would not force herself to stay in a marriage with a lying bastard who


    cheated on her, and she would never continue letting herself get bullied without standing up for herself


    in your bizarre and dysfunctional household either.” Dn’s expression was calm, but his words were


    cutting. “If you want to


    jump off this building, by all means, jump. No one can stop you anyway. But just so you know, even if


    you jump, Larissa would still divorce your son, and your son would still be bed–bound for the rest of his


    life with no one to take care of him. As for your husband-” He smiled mockingly. “Maybe he’ll happily


    remarry another woman. I’ve heard


    that he often harasses the young nurses in the hospital behind your back. After your death,


    he could easily take full control over you and your son’s assets, abandon his injured son, and live


    happily ever


    after with his young, newly–wed wife-”


    Before he could finish, Mrs. Hardy scrambled over the railing with both arms.


    “He wouldn’t dare! I’ll chop him into pieces right now before he could do something like this to me!”