Jamie frowned. "Aren't you getting it backwards? Haven't you been the ones pushing us into a corner all this time?"

The woman stiffened and retorted sharply, "That's because we have no choice but to protect ourselves."

Perhaps she had been holding her son too tightly, because the boy squirmed and mumbled, "Mom, you're hurting me."

The woman quickly loosened her grip, her face flushed with guilt. "I'm sorry, Hugo."

The boy rubbed her arm gently and replied in his soft, sweet voice, "It's okay, Mommy. I forgive you."

Her son's reassurance seemed to calm her nerves.

Seizing the moment, Jamie said, "I think there's a misunderstanding between us."

"What misunderstanding? Are you going to deny that Mrs. Lopez ended up in the hospital because of you? You people, with your wealth and power, could crush us with no effort," the woman sneered. So it came down to this, just as Jamie had anticipated.

Fortunately, she was prepared. Before leaving the hospital, she had obtained Mrs. Lopez's medical report.

at this before you jump to conclusions," Jamie said, placing the report on the table and sliding

the papers but she didn't

at Hugo in Fiona's arms. The boy's eyes

like some?" Jamie

it. It's for my mom to give to someone else," Hugo said quickly, shaking his head. But his gaze remained fixed on the treats. Children from poor families often learned

face. "Go ahead and eat it. Don't worry, there's more where that came from." "Really?" Hugo's eyes lit up as he turned to his

if to say no, but seeing her son's hopeful expression, she couldn't bring herself to

for special

Fiona, watching her child go without always came with a pang of guilt. Hugo, now reassured, happily began unwrapping the milk carton. His innocent joy brought a faint smile to Jamie's lips. "See how happy he is?" she

emotions a mixture

"Even if it's not enough to buy a new home outright, the new apartments being built will

but lies," Fiona argued, her voice

lie if you've never tried? And if you read the medical report, you'll see Mrs. Lopez's condition was due to years of neglect,

than her husband, glanced reluctantly at the report. She

softened her tone again. "Instead of doubting us, maybe you should think about who's been stirring

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