She turned around and sued me.
In the end, she didn't get the compensation she wanted and even caused the death of my beloved daughter.
I couldn't understand it.
Elisa was such a sweet child. How could she do that?
Every Christmas, Elisa would burn her little hands, giving a fresh-baked turkey to Helen's family.
She felt sorry for Kaelan because he didn't have a father, and she always invited him over to our house to play.
Even with her last breath, she held my hand and asked if she had done something wrong to upset Helen.
I regretted it.
If I hadn't helped someone like her in the first place, maybe none of this would have happened.
But fate smiled upon me.
I was reborn at this very moment.
As the elevator arrived, I sneered, "Instead of gossiping, you could have gone to pick up your son. He's already home."
Amanda, who was just about to leave, overheard this.
She held the elevator button and bent down slowly to put on her shoes. Her face was full of disdain.
"Just help them out. It's not a big deal."
I pretended to be troubled.
"You're right, Amanda... maybe you should go pick them up? I have some errands to run."
Of course, Amanda didn't agree.