The final words were uttered by the priest, and then there were quick footsteps in the crowd. The billionaire was being approached by a six-year-old youngster dressed in ragged clothing.

He yelled loud enough for everyone to hear despite the security personnel’s attempts to stop him.
The child’s remarks stunned everyone in the room.😥😥

Pointing to the coffin, the youngster was panting. “Open the coffin, please, and everything will make sense!” — he yelled with excitement.

The billionaire wanted the coffin to be opened because he thought the child was real, and everyone in the room was stunned by what they witnessed.

There was a horrible hush in the room once more as the coffin lid slowly raised. Indeed, Emily’s body was not inside the casket.

The visitors looked at one another, with some standing and holding themselves, unsure of how to respond, while others took a step back. Richard felt a chilly suspicion, but he kept his gaze fixed on the casket. He turned to face the youngster, his hands clenched:

— What’s going on here, and who are you?

The youngster said, “My name is Marcus,” in a shaky but compelling voice. — I am aware of Emily’s location. She was not killed. To conceal what transpired that evening, she was abducted.

Additionally, you were shown someone else’s body rather than Emily’s. He assumed it was simply another street kid’s fantasy, but Marcus’s eyes had genuine sincerity, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of them

Among themselves, the guests started whispering. While others had already pulled out their phones to record the moment, others attempted to soothe the billionaire.

Marcus took the initiative to add:

— Follow me if you wish to learn the truth. However, the choice needs to be taken fast before their plan is finished.

Even though it was hardly raining, Marcus guided Richard through little alleys and deserted buildings. On the edge of the city, they came to a halt in front of an ancient warehouse.

There was a dim light coming from within the door, which was slightly open.

“Here,” Marcus murmured, panting heavily. Emily was hidden in order to keep the events of the accident that night quiet.

Richard stepped in gingerly. Emily was there, knees tucked to her chest, seated on a chair.

She appeared alive but exhausted. Her expression showed a mixture of relief and dread when she looked up and saw her father.

— Emily… — Richard muttered, hardly suppressing his feelings. What’s the possibility?

Emily gradually revealed that she had been kidnapped following the tragedy in order to conceal the true offender, a powerful individual who feared exposure. She had been concealed until they made a decision about how to make advantage of the circumstance.

Squeezing his daughter’s hand, Richard turned to face Marcus:

She was saved by you.

After nodding, the boy continued:

— You now possess the truth. You have to make a decision about the people who attempted to kidnap and defraud her.

Richard realized how everything had altered that night, not just for him but also for those who believed the narrative was finished. Even when the secret was out, the guilty still needed to be held accountable.