Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 517

Chapter 517:

Fraser retorted, “Even if you didn’t do anything, it’s still your responsibility to look after the children.”

“Whose children?” Madisyn countered.

Fraser clenched his jaw, at a loss for words. His wife sank to her knees once again. “Miss Johns, I know you’re wealthy. Our child came to this city because of you. He was our only child, and we can’t have any more. Please, Miss Johns, don’t be so heartless.”

“So what you’re implying is that you pushed your child to come to this city, and now that something’s happened to him—something that’s not my fault—you expect me to compensate you, right?” Madisyn asked.

Bennie’s parents were dumbfounded and humiliated by her inquiry. It was evident that pushing the matter further would only make them seem unreasonable. Beads of cold sweat formed on their foreheads. How could city folks be so sharp-tongued?

“Madisyn,” a soft voice called from behind her.

Jada and everyone instinctively parted to let her through.

Jada helped Bennie’s mother to her feet. “Ma’am, please don’t be too distressed. I know you’re hurting. Don’t worry; I’ll provide you with some money to give your child a proper burial.”

Dressed in a white gown, she spoke gently, like a heavenly angel, melting many hearts.

“Thank you, Miss. Thank you so much. I’ve finally met someone kind,” Bennie’s mother cried.

“Isn’t that Jada?” someone murmured.

“Yes, Jada was always the Charity Angel before Madisyn appeared. Nothing ever went wrong when she was around.”

“While this isn’t Madisyn’s fault, this family truly is in a tragic situation.”

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“Jada really is a kind soul.”

Jada turned to Madisyn and said, “I know you have a strong sense of right and wrong, but I can’t help but feel compassion. I’ll take care of this expense for you.”

Her kind demeanor endeared her to many in the crowd. Madisyn replied coolly, “By doing this, you are enabling them to continue this wrongdoing.”

“I know they may not be deserving of help, but their child has just passed away, and they’re struggling. If I don’t help, I’m not sure how they’ll manage,” Jada said, her expression filled with sympathy.

“The one who should be compensating them is the one responsible for Bennie’s death,” Madisyn countered.

“But we can’t locate the murderer,” Jada said, gazing earnestly at Madisyn. “I know you’re against me helping them, but I truly feel for them. Don’t worry; I’ll cover the payment.”

“Who said the murderer can’t be found? The murderer is right here,” Madisyn declared.

Everyone looked around in astonishment. Where could the murderer be?

Bennie’s parents grew emotional. “You know who the murderer is?”

No one noticed Emani quietly retreating.

A doctor approached Madisyn and handed her a document.

Madisyn passed it to Fraser. “The murderer is right here. Open it and see for yourself.”

Fraser, having lived in the countryside but with some education, could read well. He recognized the document as a DNA test report comparing two hair samples, and the results matched. The samples were Emani’s hair.

They had found strands of hair on their son’s body when they saw him earlier. Fraser instantly realized—Emani had killed their son.

“You wretched little brat! It was you!” Fraser charged at Emani and struck her hard, sending her small body crashing to the floor.

One side of Emani’s face went numb, her ears ringing. She stared at Fraser, shaking with terror. “I didn’t do it! I swear!” Emani pleaded.

“Then how do you explain the hair found on Bennie’s body?”

“I admit we had an argument last night, but I didn’t kill him,” Emani cried.

“You little brat, you still refuse to confess!” Fraser shouted, fury igniting within him as he lifted his fist, poised to hit Emani once more. But just then, Jada stepped in.

“Stop!” she said gravely. “Madisyn, how can you create such discord? This girl is so young. How could she possibly kill someone? You can’t pin this on her just to dodge compensation!”

As they saw Emani quaking, doubt began to creep in among the onlookers.

“How could such a young girl possibly kill that boy?”

“Is Madisyn genuinely trying to make this girl bear the blame?”

Realizing some people were siding with her, Emani cried out more desperately, “Miss Johns, why are you doing this to me? How could I ever kill Bennie? I’m not that kind of person!”

“There, there, don’t cry. I believe you,” Jada comforted, embracing Emani tenderly.

When she noticed Emani’s tears and snot on her expensive attire, her expression momentarily stiffened but quickly softened again.

“Madisyn, I told you I’d cover the compensation. Please stop causing trouble for the children,” Jada stated firmly, her gaze fixed on Madisyn.

Fed up with the argument, Madisyn pulled out her phone and played a surveillance video—a recording of Emani speaking with her mother on the phone.

“By the way, is Bennie dead?”

“Yes.”

“How did that bastard die?”

“Emani, I didn’t mean to kill him.”

“You little pest, what are you talking about?”

Their heated conversation echoed clearly for everyone to hear.

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