Why did my husband and Rowena delete the only surveillance video?
I could find a technician to restore the video from that day so I could see for myself what happened to my daughter that day.
After I finished all that, my husband and his childhood sweetheart came home, hugging each other intimately.
My husband hadn’t been home for over six months. After my daughter died, he never even came back to see her.
Just because I wanted to sue an outsider with no connection to this family, he came to my house for this.
Howell had just walked in and launched into a barrage of insults.
“Camilla, you dared to sue Rowena? Am I being too generous to you?”
“Howell, tell me, who was being too generous to you, between us, over the years?” I glared at my husband without backing down.
After so long in the background, Howell had actually taken to himself the true owner of the company, even shouting at my largest shareholder.
Howell was stunned and was seemingly unable to accept my tone. “I’ve been working hard outside to support our family, while you’ve been pampered at home, doing nothing. Not only do you not understand my hard work, but you even dare to yell at me. Compared to the virtuous and sensible Rowena, you’re a far cry from me.”
I sneered at Rowena. Her face was full of seductive charm. “Is that your reason for having an affair with this vixen? She killed our daughter and you still don’t care. Instead, you came home to confront me because I sued her?”
“It’s only been a few years since I handed over our Walton Family company and it’s already on the verge of bankruptcy. Is this what you’re getting at me for all your years of hard work? You say I did nothing, but who raised our daughter all these years? Howell, ask yourself, have you ever given me a penny in all these years of marriage? Isn’t it my parents who support me every month?”
“You’re reluctant to spend a penny on your own wife, yet you use our company’s money to buy Rowena millions of dollars worth of luxury goods and designer bags. Is this what you call working yourself to death for this family?”
Howell was at a loss for words, but he still insisted, “You’re from a wealthy family and you’re not short of money. Of course, I don’t need to give you money. As for Rowena, she grew up in the countryside and has endured countless hardships. What’s wrong with me buying her a little gift? You already own the world. Why are you so jealous just because I buy Rowena a little gift?”
“Because I’m your wife and Rowena has nothing to do with you. She’s even responsible for your daughter’s death.”
Rowena looked at me with a flash of anger in her eyes, then she said pitifully, “Howell, Skye was naughty and didn’t want to get out of the car, so I left her there. Later, I was getting my hair done at the salon and forgot Skye was in the car. I’m partly to blame.”
“But Skye had her phone with her. If she felt uncomfortable, she could have called me anytime, but she did nothing. Skye got into trouble and Camilla put all the blame on me. Why don’t you just send me to the police station and put me in jail for life?”
Of course, Rowena didn’t want to go to jail. She said this knowing my husband wouldn't want to.
Howell was truly heartbroken. He tightly shielded Rowena behind him and yelled at me, “You made Rowena cry. Are you happy now? I didn’t expect you to be such a vicious woman.”
