After a company janitor found an abandoned infant in the restroom, she took me and my daughter to court. In court, she beat her chest and screamed herself hoarse: "Evelyn Hayes's daughter is a total slut!" "She played my son like a backup plan, got pregnant, refused to admit it, and just tossed the baby in the toilet! That was a human life!" "This mother and daughter are cold-blooded, heartless monsters!!" Her son's eyes were also red, playing the part of the deeply devoted but betrayed lover: "Lily was always sleeping around, and I turned a blind eye, thinking she would eventually settle down." "Who knew she could be so ruthless as to kill her own flesh and blood? She's barely human!" The live stream of the trial instantly exploded: [These wealthy elites are absolutely disgusting! Giving birth and throwing the baby in a toilet!] [This is criminal abandonment. I fully support a heavy sentence!] Curses flooded the screen like a tidal wave. The next second, I pulled out my daughter's medical examination certificate. Everyone was completely dumbfounded. Right after the New Year holidays, my car had just pulled into the underground garage when I received a call from my assistant: "Ms. Hayes, the janitor found an abandoned infant in the women's restroom. It's already... gone." My heart sank. I hung up and rushed up to the office. When I arrived at the scene, the police told me: "The security cameras on this floor are all broken. It's going to be very difficult to find the person who dumped the baby." "We can only take the body back first and run a DNA database comparison." I nodded, indicating we would fully cooperate with the investigation. But I felt a lingering unease: Who would give birth in a company restroom? I had barely sat down in my office when the janitor, Martha Jenkins, pushed the door open and walked in. Her face was pale, but her eyes were gleaming with an eerie light. I thought she was traumatized and offered proactively: "Take two days off to rest and recover. You'll be fully paid." She didn't react to that. Instead, she stared straight at me: "Ms. Hayes, I know where that baby came from." I looked up, gesturing for her to continue. She took a deep breath and enunciated every word: "It's my premature grandson..." She added: "And your grandson, too." I froze for a second, a sense of absurdity rising in my chest: "If you've been traumatized into a mental breakdown, the company can pay for you to see a therapist." She didn't get angry. Instead, she stepped closer and lowered her voice: "Don't worry, I don't want to blow this out of proportion either." "But your daughter, Lily, strung my son Caleb along for two years. This time she got pregnant, secretly gave birth, and tossed the baby in the toilet to freeze to death!" Her eyes grew red, but her tone became increasingly vicious: "My son gave her his whole heart, and she played our family like animals! A human life, just snuffed out by her!" I stood there, listening to her curse my daughter word by word, feeling it was utterly ridiculous. Martha saw that I wasn't speaking and assumed I was feeling guilty. She caught her breath and shifted her tone: "Let's not beat around the bush. Two million dollars, and we write this off." She took another step closer, her spit almost flying into my face: "If I expose this and let the whole internet see what kind of trash a wealthy heiress really is!" "How do you think the netizens will curse you? How much will your company's stock be worth then?" "You're a businesswoman. You know how to do the math, right?" It was too absurd. So absurd I almost wanted to laugh. I slowly stood up, walked to the door, and pulled it open: "If you want money, I have none. If you want to sue, go ahead." "Now, please get out!" Martha's face turned ashen. She glared at me fiercely, bumped past my shoulder, and stormed out. I had anticipated that Martha would resort to anything for money, but I didn't expect her to move so fast. That afternoon, Martha brought her son, Caleb, and stormed into the company lobby. "You black-hearted boss! Condoning your daughter's murder! Give me back my grandson's life—!" She sat on the floor of the office area, slapping her thighs, emotionally recounting her tale: "My son is such a fool! He was tricked out of his feelings and his body by that little slut Lily!" "After Lily got pregnant, he catered to her every whim. Who knew this venomous snake would just give birth and throw the baby in the toilet!" Her son, Caleb, stood beside her, his head hanging low, looking exactly like the picture of a devoted man who had been terribly wronged. Hearing the commotion, I walked out and caught snippets of the employees' gossip: "So the dead baby in the restroom was born to Ms. Hayes's daughter!" "She always looks so elegant and educated; how did she raise a daughter like that?" Seeing me, Martha pointed right at me: "Look, everyone, the murderer's mother is out!" I didn't bother engaging with her. I turned directly to the security guards who had rushed over: "These two are disrupting the workplace. Please escort them out." The security guards stepped forward, forcefully dragged Martha off the floor, and shoved them both out of the building. I thought that would be the end of it, but that evening, my assistant called again: "Ms. Hayes, the video of Martha and her son causing a scene at the office this afternoon was posted online, and it's gone viral!" I quickly logged onto the social media platform. The incident was already trending at number one in local news. The headline was glaring: [Exposed: Executive of Horizon Group Condones Daughter Giving Birth in Restroom and Abandoning Infant!] Overnight, my daughter and I became the internet's public enemies. Abandoning an infant is a crime to begin with, let alone throwing a baby in a restroom to freeze to death. The social backlash was catastrophic. Because of the extreme public attention, a criminal case was swiftly opened. The court decided to hold a public trial and live-stream the entire process. When I walked into the courtroom, the viewer count in the live stream was skyrocketing. The live chat was scrolling frantically: [So heartless. She carried the baby for nine months just to throw it in a toilet!] [Even leaving it at an orphanage would have been better! Throwing a baby directly into a toilet is purely evil. She must be severely punished!] The judge banged his gavel, and the trial began. The plaintiff's lawyer was the first to stand up: "First, I would like my client to state the course of events." Martha put on a look of utter heartbreak: "Lily relied on her mother's money to treat my son like a dog. She tricked him, played with him, and when she got bored, she wanted to kick him to the curb!" "Later, when we found out she was pregnant, we thought she would finally settle down and live a proper life." "Who knew this snake of a woman was wicked to the core? She gave birth to the baby, threw it in the toilet, and let it freeze to death!" At this point, her tears fell uncontrollably: "That was my Jenkins family's flesh and blood! A living, breathing human life!" In the live chat, curses rained down on my daughter: [Listen to that! Is she even human?! Lily belongs in the deepest circle of hell!] [Even a tiger doesn't eat its cubs. This Lily is worse than an animal!] [Her mother is no saint either. To raise a daughter like that, she must be trash herself!] Seeing this, Caleb also joined in with low sobs: "I always treated Lily with true sincerity. No matter how spoiled and promiscuous she was, I put up with it." "She could treat me however she wanted, but how could she... how could she kill our child!" He raised his teary eyes, looking like a deeply devoted but betrayed man: "She can treat me however she wants, but the baby was innocent!" I stood at the defense stand, my ears ringing. Watching this mother and son put on a duet, dumping buckets of dirty water onto my daughter's head, I felt it was both absurd and chilling to the bone: "This is blatant slander!" "My daughter could never do such a thing." The plaintiff's lawyer, seeing my tough stance, gave a dismissive smirk: "Your Honor, please allow us to present our first piece of evidence!" After receiving permission, he cast a surveillance video onto the large screen. It was a recording from the elevator on the morning the abandoned infant was found at the company, featuring Martha and a young woman. In the video, Martha looked at the girl with a concerned tone: "Lily, why didn't you tell me beforehand that you were coming to the office?" The girl, heavily pregnant, had an arrogant attitude: "I'm coming to my mother's company. Do I need to report to a janitor like you?" Martha gave an awkward laugh: "That's not what I meant. You're far along in your pregnancy now. If you told me in advance, I could have Caleb accompany you, right?" The girl didn't bother responding. She just stepped out of the elevator on her own. The video ended there. The live chat instantly felt they knew what was going on, and the cursing intensified: [Like mother, like daughter. What kind of attitude is that towards an elder?!] [She dresses like a decent human but acts worse than a pig or a dog!] [This is rock-solid proof. Let's see how this venomous mother and daughter try to talk their way out of this!] Martha spoke up right on cue: "That day, I just thought she was stopping by for a walk. After she got out of the elevator, I went to do my own chores." "If I had known she was there to throw away my grandson, I would have followed her no matter what!" Looking at the screen full of curses, I clenched my fists: "On what grounds are you certain that is my daughter, based on a video whose authenticity hasn't even been verified?" The plaintiff's lawyer seemed to be waiting for this exact sentence: "Of course, it's not just this!" "Through facial recognition technology, the woman in the video has an 80% similarity match with Lily!" A comparison photo was displayed on the screen. That face... at first glance, it really did look like my daughter. But I knew my daughter too well. "Impossible! This person is absolutely not my daughter!" "Furthermore, it's completely impossible for my daughter to be pregnant with Caleb's child!" The plaintiff's lawyer furrowed his brows: "It seems you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin!" He turned to the judge: "Please allow us to present our second piece of evidence." On the large screen, a PowerPoint presentation slid through its pages. It contained videos and photos of Caleb accompanying a young woman to prenatal checkups over the past eight or nine months. On the medical reports, the patient's name was glaringly printed: Lily Hayes. When the presentation reached the end, Martha was in tears: "As everyone can see, every time Lily went for a checkup, my son accompanied her, catering to her every need, more attentive to her than to his own mother!" "And the result? The baby was born and thrown into a toilet to freeze to death!" She pointed her finger at my nose, spit flying: "Yet Evelyn Hayes still denies it! This wicked old woman has a heart of stone, and the daughter she raised is even more venomous!" Her son Caleb wiped his tears alongside her: "Ms. Hayes, I know you look down on me, think I'm poor and a failure." "But the baby was innocent! How could you be so cruel..." The live chat launched a new round of bombardment: [Are this mother and daughter even human?! Lily should be locked up and have the key thrown away!] [A tiger doesn't eat its cubs. This woman is ten times worse than an animal! I suggest the death penalty!] [Evelyn, how do you even have the nerve to stand there? Raising a murderer like that, you should be sentenced right alongside her!] The filthy insults stabbed at me like knives. I stood at the defense stand, my ears ringing, my chest feeling like a red-hot iron was pressing down on it. My daughter, a kind-hearted girl who would squat down to feed stray cats since she was a little kid, was currently being subjected to a death by a thousand cuts with the most vicious words from millions of people. "You all keep saying my daughter toyed with feelings and treated human life like dirt. I want to ask, have any of you actually met my daughter in person?" "If you had really met her, you would absolutely not be saying these things!" Martha stiffened her neck: "She was pregnant with my son's seed. How could we not have met her?!" The live chat unleashed another barrage: [What, is her daughter a man or something? Saying 'if you met her you wouldn't say this', she really has no defense left!] [What good can come from a bad seed's mother? She's just another bad seed!] I clenched my fists, my knuckles turning white: "I said, it's impossible for my daughter to abandon an infant!" Martha raised her volume: "Fine! Since you still won't admit it, I'll show you the third piece of evidence!" "I want to see how long you can keep up this stubborn act!" The lawyer immediately presented the third piece of evidence. "This is the DNA test report between the infant, Lily, and Caleb!" The plaintiff's lawyer's voice rang loud and clear: "The report shows that a biological parent-child relationship exists between the fetus and both individuals." This single report was like a thunderclap. The live chat went completely insane: [The DNA is rock-solid proof. Let's see how you keep pretending now!] Martha looked at me, her eyes red: "Evelyn! What do you have to say for yourself now?!" "The evidence is irrefutable. You still want to deny it?!" I took a deep breath, my voice so calm it surprised even myself: "I do not recognize this DNA report either!" "There is absolutely no possibility of a parent-child relationship between my daughter and that dead infant!" The chat scrolled wildly: [Is this woman crazy? Denying DNA?] [She's still putting up a dying struggle. It's so disgusting!] [What touching mother-daughter bond. I suggest they spend the rest of their lives together in prison!] Martha shrieked and lunged forward, but was held back by the bailiffs: "You bitch! This is scientific proof in black and white! You still want to deny it?!" "The hair sample sent for testing was personally plucked from your daughter's head by my son!" Her son Caleb immediately nodded: "Yes! The baby Lily was carrying was mine! Even when she went out and got hotel rooms with other men, I endured it, thinking she would settle down once she had the baby..." "Who knew she was a venomous snake, throwing it in the toilet right after birth! I must make her pay the price!" "This test report was done with the police accompanying us. There cannot be any issues with it!" Seeing this, the live chat boiled over: [Did the pregnancy hormones go to her mother's brain? Pretending when the evidence is ironclad, this mother and daughter are beyond saving!] [This old woman won't shed a tear until she sees the coffin. I suggest charging her with harboring a criminal and locking her up with her daughter!] The tide of public opinion was completely one-sided. Martha looked at me, a hint of smugness creeping into her bloodshot eyes. She probably felt that victory was already in her grasp, so she simply let her lawyer continue. The plaintiff's lawyer cleared his throat: "The defendant's crimes of infant abandonment and harboring a criminal are obvious facts and should be punished by law!" "At the same time, my clients also demand that the defendant pay two million dollars as compensation for emotional distress." The chat was in full agreement: [The auntie and her son are still too kind, only asking for two million.] [If you ask me, a life for a life. Sending these two women to hell to apologize to the little baby is the only fair thing!] The corners of Martha's mouth curled up imperceptibly as she looked at me: "Evelyn, do you see? The eyes of the masses are clear. You venomous mother and daughter will eventually be punished!" I ignored her and just looked firmly at the judge: "Your Honor, regarding all the accusations made by the plaintiffs against me and my daughter, I deny them all!" "It is impossible for my daughter to have been with Caleb, and even more impossible for her to have gotten pregnant and abandoned an infant!" The courtroom was in an uproar. Martha was so angry she tried to charge at me. After being restrained, she screamed hoarsely: "The evidence is right in your face! Your daughter was pregnant with my son's seed!" "How much longer are you going to keep making excuses?!" I didn't answer. I just shot a look at my lawyer, who had just rushed in. He nodded and subsequently pulled a document from his folder and handed it to me. I looked at the judge: "With the court's permission, I would like to make my daughter's medical examination certificate public." The judge nodded. I held the medical certificate up to the camera. When the entire internet saw the results of the medical checkup. Everyone gasped collectively. On that medical report, it clearly stated in bold letters: [Lily Hayes, Female, Age 9. No history of menarche.] The live chat exploded: [How old? 9 years old?! Are my eyes deceiving me?!] [She hasn't even had her first period, so getting pregnant and giving birth is biologically impossible!] [Does that mean Martha and her son have been making false accusations from the very beginning?!] Martha's face twisted, her eyes glued to the medical report: "Impossible! That's impossible!" "It's a fake! This medical report must be a fake!" She then turned to me: "Evelyn, you have such a malicious heart! To get your daughter off the hook, you'd even forge a medical report!" "You are showing contempt for the court!" Caleb also hastily yelled: "Right! This is a fake! How could Lily possibly be only 9 years old?!" "They definitely bought off the hospital to make this report!" I gave the mother and son a cold, sweeping glance, then said to the judge: "Your Honor, this medical report is from the City General Hospital." "All examination procedures were legal and compliant. I also have the complete medical records and hospital surveillance footage." "I am willing to undergo any verification. If it is fake, I am willing to bear all legal consequences!" The live chat was almost entirely one-sided now: [That kind of confidence doesn't look like a fake.] [Right, a report from a top-tier public hospital isn't that easy to forge.] [I always thought it was weird. What mother would be so calm and strongly deny it after her daughter abandoned a baby? This is the root of it all!] The plaintiff's lawyer clearly hadn't anticipated this either. He stood up, his momentum noticeably weakened: "Your Honor, the evidence presented by the defense fundamentally contradicts all evidence previously presented by my clients." "We request a temporary recess to verify its authenticity." The judge pondered for a moment, then struck the gavel: "The court grants the plaintiff's request. We will temporarily recess." The gavel fell, and the trial live stream was interrupted. But the storm on the internet was just beginning. During the two-day recess, public opinion underwent an earth-shattering shift. More and more people began to look for loopholes in the evidence provided by Martha's side. Various speculations and deductions emerged endlessly. When the court reconvened, the number of viewers in the live stream reached a new high. Everyone was curious about the truth. The judge first announced: "After court verification, the medical report of Lily Hayes submitted by the defendant, Evelyn Hayes, is authentic and valid." A final, decisive conclusion. The plaintiff's lawyer still bit the bullet and stood up: "Your Honor, we believe this does not directly overturn the connection between the abandoned infant and the defendants." "The abandoned infant appearing at the defendant's company is exactly what proves this is related to the defendant!" At this point, he raised his volume: "Our new evidence shows that the woman romantically involved with Caleb, while not Lily Hayes herself, has a very close relationship with the defendant, Ms. Evelyn Hayes!" As his words fell, he looked down, operated his laptop, and played a surveillance video. The footage showed Caleb walking in and out of a hotel lobby with his arm around a young woman. He infinitely zoomed in on the woman's face and froze the frame. "This woman's name is Harper Collins, currently 21 years old, a student at Southern State University." "According to our investigation, she is an underprivileged student who has been sponsored long-term by the defendant!" [A sponsored student? Oh my god, the plot thickens!] [So they got the wrong person? They mistook the girl she sponsors for her daughter?] [Even so, why would she use Lily's name to get prenatal checkups? That doesn't make sense!] The judge looked at me: "Defendant, what is your explanation for this?" I remained calm: "Harper Collins is indeed a student I sponsor." "But during the sponsorship period, aside from sending money, my interactions with her have been extremely rare." "As for the matters between her and Caleb, I am even more completely unaware." Just then, Harper Collins, escorted by bailiffs, walked in. As soon as she took her seat, her tears instantly flowed. The look she gave me was filled with deep resentment. A few seconds later, she pointed at me and cried out with a sobbing voice: "My child was killed by Evelyn!" "She sponsored me just to use me as a social tool, to send me to the beds of those old men she knows!" "When I refused, she suppressed me in every way, threatened me, and caused me to develop severe depression!" I looked at her and slightly raised an eyebrow. They were ganging up to scheme against me. She continued: "After finding out Caleb and I were dating, she constantly tried to break us up!" "I originally wanted to keep this child and live an ordinary, quiet life." "But Evelyn forced me to drink a potion and murdered my child!" She looked at the camera, her voice hoarse from screaming: "I hate her! I hate her for ruining my life, ruining my love, and killing my baby!" "Just because she had a few dirty bucks and gave me a little sponsorship!" "I'm going to ruin her reputation!" This accusation was filled with genuine emotion and directed all the spears at me. The live chat turned into a chaotic mess: [This girl is crying so pitifully. If what she says is true, Evelyn is terrifying!] [This is terrifying to think about. Sponsoring poor female students and then giving them away to others, isn't this just a modern version of grooming girls for trafficking?] [My brain is a mess. Who exactly is lying?] Martha and her son finally showed a look of relief on their faces. The judge looked serious and turned to me:
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