Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

Selena knew that it must be heart-wrenching for Chris, but they were on the opposite sites, so she could only watch him on the side. "Chris, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom!" Chris growled. "How many people do you still want to hurt? Ruby is innocent, so how could you threaten her with her kids? Where's your conscience? You have a son yourself, so how could you do this to another mother?" He shook his head. "I always thought that you were a considerate and kind-hearted woman. You treated Pierre like your own son. Everyone complimented that you're the best stepmother and wife. I've always been proud of you, but I never expected that it's all fake!"

Helen was shocked by her own son because she had never seen him in such a state before. It was as though she had never known him. In order to strengthen her position in the Fowler Family, she always pretended to be the perfect wife and mother. She never demanded anything and even treated Pierre better than her own son. However, she didn't expect that although she managed to fool everyone, her son was not one of them.

Not long after Selena sent a message on her phone, the police stepped into the room and took out a pair of handcuffs. "Helen Fowler, we suspect that you have something to do with John Fowler's murder. Please follow us to the police station."

In a helpless manner, Helen extended her hands. The handcuffs were in stark contrast with her fair wrists. After that, Chris followed his mother to the police station.

wasn't John's son, the

the same age as Selena, walked over and said, "Selena, we're sorry that we trusted that devious woman. Please forgive our foolishness." "That's right. We're a family after all. Now that there's no more misunderstanding, please show

the will now. The company's share price has plummeted, so this matter can't drag on any

buttering her up instead. Gazing at them, Selena sneered. "Well, I'll show you the will when

wouldn't let her go. "Wait a minute. Are you still mad at us? We were all deceived by Helen. We

us the

breath. "I have the will, but it's not the