CHAPTER 115

Jane’s face turned pale, but she quickly regained her composure, and her lips curled into a bitter smile. “Oh, please,” she spat, though her voice wavered. “It’s not my fault her son decided to play with something that wasn’t his. Maybe he saw it and thought it was shiny. Kids do stupid things, after all.”

Nathan stepped forward, his presence suddenly commanding, towering over Jane. “You are a coward for thinking you can hide behind a child."

His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. “I know for a fact that this is all your fault. You were desperate to ruin Grace’s life, and you didn’t care who got hurt in the process.”

Mr. Reynolds, who had been watching the footage in stunned silence, finally snapped out of his shock. “Wait… wait just a minute,” he stammered, his eyes darting between the screen and Jane. “Is this really happening? Did you… did you know about this, Jane?”

Jane’s face twisted with fury. “Of course not!” she shouted, her composure slipping. “This has nothing to do with