Benjamin finally found the death certificate.

Even so, he still couldn’t believe I was dead.

“You people are unbelievable, faking even this kind of news! Forging a death certificate is a criminal offense!”

Sloane cursed at him, called him crazy, and then hung up the phone.

Sylvia looked at Benjamin with concern as his face grew darker.

“Does Mirabelle not want to send the child over?” Sylvia asked, noting the shift in Benjamin’s expression.

But when my name was mentioned, Benjamin’s face darkened once more.

“It’s absurd to even say it out loud. She’d go so far as to fake her own death just to keep me from seeing the...