“What is it?” Bianca felt a tight knot in her stomach.

“Marisa’s son has been found, and they got Stacey’s fingerprints off him. That voice message was a confession. The evidence is solid now. Stacey’s been arrested; she won’t get away this time.”

“Really?” Bianca straightened up with excitement. “They found the boy? Where was he? How is he?”

Leonel sighed heavily, his voice filled with anger. “He didn’t make it. They found his body in a river, far from Edenfield. The police say he suffocated. I never imagined Stacey could be so heartless, not even sparing a three-year-old.”

Bianca felt a deep sadness.

“By the way, Bianc, the police...