Richard only released his grip when he saw me struggling until I was exhausted. He held the dog's urn and was about to place it in my mother's grave. Suddenly, I stood up with all my strength. I slapped the pink urn away with one hand.

After that, I slapped Richard across the face with my backhand. The moment the dog's urn fell, Richard collapsed into Larissa's arms as he sobbed like crazy.

"Larissa, my dog ​​is dead. I want to bury it in Mrs. Russell's grave so it can be reborn as a human in the next life … "

"What have I done wrong? Why is Ajax doing this to me?!"

"My lungs hurt so much. Am I really that sick, Larissa?"

The moment I saw Larissa's expression, it was the scariest I had ever seen.

"Ajax, why do you keep failing to get me?"

"Whether Richard is sick or not, it won't affect your status in any way, even if I'm pregnant with his child. Why are you so determined to kill him?"

"This time, you've crossed the line. You must pay the price."

As Larissa spoke, she had someone write a letter of apology and had the bodyguard forcibly cut my finger and press a bloody handprint. She then stepped closer. The tip of her high heel raised my chin.

"I'll hold a press conference tomorrow. At that conference, you must admit in front of the reporters that it was your mother who deliberately crashed into Richard's car."

For a moment, I was unable to understand her.

"Richard's been hiding for years. He's suffered long enough. I guess there's nothing wrong in clearing his name now."

"Absolutely not!" I raised my eyes and roared.

Larissa's eyes darkened.

"I remember your father's grave is nearby. Do you want to see him dug up?"

When I still said nothing, she slightly gave a nod to the bodyguards. They bodyguards silently stepped forward.

"Wait, Larissa!"

It made me panic.

"Don't dig, I beg you, don't disturb my dad’s eternal peace too … "

I couldn’t help but tear up, which she gently wiped.

"Well then, obey me."

After that, Larissa took me back to the car. However, she still stayed with Richard. She had my mother's bones thrown on an empty ground like garbage. Meanwhile, the pet dog's urn was placed inside.

I could only look blankly at the view outside. The next day, I was pushed in front of the reporters. Cameras were all directed at me.

"Mr. Russell, was your mother's death the result of an attempted blackmail attempt?"

"Is this your way of marrying into a wealthy family?"