To investigate the truth behind my daughter's death, I secretly installed listening devices and mini-cameras in both my home and hidden places in the company. I set up audiovisual devices recording ghostly apparitions and hired a private investigator to track Calvin Floyd and Wendy Pierce.

Soon, the investigator sent photos of Calvin Floyd and Wendy Pierce entering and exiting a hotel.

Along with these, there were some repulsive chat logs filled with their disdain for me and my daughter. They had even given my daughter sleeping pills just to enjoy their time alone together.

Seeing those messages, I was furious, wanting nothing more than to tear them apart!

Connecting the dots from various clues provided by the investigator, I realized that Calvin Floyd had been scheming against me, my daughter, and the company all along, with each plan interlocking perfectly.

Calvin Floyd had persistently blamed me, deliberately stirring up my guilt to keep me depressed and powerless, so he could seize everything for himself.

Speaking of blame, I drove straight to confront several relatives who had gossiped at the funeral. Under threat and persuasion, they admitted that Calvin Floyd had paid them to speak maliciously.

The relatives conveyed Calvin Floyd’s explanation: he wanted me to return to the family and have another child to alleviate the guilt over Yvette.

I coldly laughed at this, realizing how vile Calvin Floyd's intentions were.

Not only had he caused Yvette's death, but he also shamelessly used her death to make me blame myself. Such a person deserved to be cast into the deepest hell.

I vowed silently that, even if it meant self-sacrifice, I would use every means to expose their hidden ugliness. I would make them pay for what they did and seek justice for Yvette, even if it cost me my life!

However, things did not go smoothly. The more I probed into Calvin Floyd’s background, the more I felt helpless.

How frustrating it was that after handing over the company and spending years as a full-time mother, my connections and resources were now extremely limited.

After much thought, I decided to divorce first. Only by staying in the shadows could I lower their guard and gradually lead them to their doom.

After a lot of back-and-forth, I reluctantly signed the divorce agreement, and Calvin Floyd did not seem suspicious.

After the divorce, I took only Yvette’s belongings. I left the surveillance equipment at home, hoping this arrogant and indulgent Calvin Floyd would give me a surprise.

The company was also a crucial source of information.

I informed my trusted confidant there, offering substantial rewards, to keep a close watch on Calvin Floyd’s activities and, ideally, to build a good relationship with Wendy Pierce.

They say that the worst things happen under the brightest lights, so I planted an insider in the company. Calvin Floyd and his associates had no idea.

As it turned out, luck was on my side this time. Wendy Pierce soon took the bait, revealing everything to my confidant. Although she mostly talked about gossip, such as her dates with Calvin Floyd and flaunting the designer jewelry he gave her, it inadvertently exposed a lot of information.

According to my confidant, Wendy Pierce often visited Calvin Floyd’s home. Since Calvin Floyd's divorce, Wendy Pierce seemed to relish her newfound sense of superiority and would frequently boast. My confidant's deliberate flattery made Wendy Pierce increasingly smug and reckless in the company.

Gradually, rumors began circulating in the company that Wendy Pierce had no official status and was merely a mistress.

Upon hearing these rumors, Wendy Pierce started pressuring Calvin Floyd to marry her quickly. However, Calvin Floyd, being the type he was, would not be easily swayed by a woman. His ambiguous stance only made Wendy Pierce more uneasy.

As the relationship between Calvin Floyd and Wendy Pierce began to crack, Calvin Floyd’s attention to company projects waned due to Wendy Pierce’s constant demands.

I seized this opportunity to dig up more information on recent company projects and soon discovered issues with the company’s financial expenditures.

Researching further, I confirmed that, given Calvin Floyd’s greed, he had likely embezzled funds. Considering Wendy Pierce’s previous boasts about luxury items and travel, it was almost impossible for Calvin Floyd to sustain such a lifestyle without misappropriating company funds.

Once again, I had caught Calvin Floyd red-handed.