Stanford arrived not long after.
I never found out what he said to our biological parents.
All I knew was that when they left, they were smiling.
Stanford simply looked at me and said, "Just be patient. They'll get what's coming to them."
So I waited.
The first thing that came wasn't justice. It was the company's launch gala.
That's where I saw Ivan again.
He looked worn down. Like he'd aged years in just a few months.
I glanced at him once. Then looked away.
When it was time for the champagne toast, Ivan hesitated before walking toward me.
He didn't make it very far. Stanford stepped in front of him.
His voice was calm, but every word landed like a knife.
"Mr. Wood，if you hadn't found Sabina all those years ago, she probably would've had a much happier life."
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