Chapter 163

Susan Thompson's name contained the word "sweet."

Those close to her called her Susu, but Vincent King stubbornly referred to her as "Candy."

In the dungeon's final days, Vincent had once told Daniel that this nickname was the only sweetness in his dark life.

Though young, Daniel remembered those words vividly. His Uncle Murphy would never give that name to just anyone!

"Uncle Murphy, she's a liar!" Daniel's eyes reddened with urgency. "Mom is your Candy!"

"Daniel, stop." Candy Wilson pretended to intervene, lowering her voice as she bent down. "Do you know why Vincent hates your mom? Because she's a slut, a whore who slept with anyone—"

"You're lying!" Daniel suddenly bit Candy's hand.

A scream pierced the parking lot.

By the time Vincent rushed out of the car, Candy had already slammed into a stone pillar. Blood seeped from the back of her head, staining her collar.

When Susan arrived, she saw Vincent cradling Candy tightly in his arms.

Daniel stared blankly at his hands. He had only bitten her—he hadn't pushed her at all.

"Candy, does it hurt?" Vincent's voice was uncharacteristically gentle.

"Murphy... I can't see..." Candy trembled as she reached out. "Why is it so dark?"

Vincent waved a hand in front of her eyes, but they remained unresponsive.

Susan shielded Daniel behind her. She knew better than anyone that her son, given his frail condition, couldn't possibly push an adult.

Candy had brought this on herself.

But would Vincent believe that?

"Susan." Vincent's gaze turned icy as he looked up. "So this is your 'resurrected' child?"

Every word dripped with venom. "Since he didn't die properly, I don't mind finishing the job."

Candy sobbed in his arms. "Murphy, don't blame Daniel... It's my fault..."

"You did nothing wrong." Vincent kissed her forehead. "Whoever hurt you will suffer worse than death."

"I have proof!" Daniel suddenly raised his phone. "I recorded everything she just said!"