Chapter 4

I lifted the baby high above my head, ready to let go.

The next second, the rooftop door was kicked open from the outside!

Then a swarm of police officers rushed in and pinned me to the ground.

The baby was handed back to Ryan by the police.

Holding the child he'd lost and gotten back, a grown man, he broke down crying right there.

But I cursed at the officer holding me down.

"Are you people insane?! I haven't committed any crime, so why are you arresting me?"

The officers were angrier than I was.

"Killing someone in broad daylight, and your own grandson at that, and you still say you're innocent?"

"If we hadn't gotten here in time, you'd have thrown this child off the roof!"

But I still stubbornly held my ground.

"He's not my grandson! He's a bastard!"

"Instead of looking for my grandson who was swapped, you're helping the crooks who swapped him bully an old man."

"Do you people have any conscience at all?"

The officers had a splitting headache from all my shouting.

My daughter stepped forward too and threw the rush-order paternity test in my face.

Pointing at the big words on it—"99.999% genetic similarity, parent-child relationship confirmed"—she stressed to me.

"Dad, look carefully. I paid to have the paternity test expedited, and this child is mine!"

"You wronged Ryan and almost killed your own grandson. I'm sending you to jail!"

But Ryan took her hand and said, all considerate.

"Let it go, honey. Dad didn't mean it. He just doesn't like me."

"Besides, nothing happened to the baby. As long as he promises never to hurt the child again, that's enough."

Even the relatives kept praising me for being so lucky to find such a good son-in-law.

"Brendan, just listen to Ryan. Apologize to him sincerely, write a written promise, and from now on you'll still be one family."

"Exactly! Where would you ever find such a good son-in-law? You almost killed his child, and he still keeps sticking up for you."

"Don't push your luck when someone's giving you a break, or I swear I'll have you put away! I'll make sure you spend the rest of your life in prison!"

"Still fantasizing that your son-in-law is cheating? I think it's because your wife's been dead all these years and you couldn't stand the loneliness, so you went out and fooled around."

"That's why you judge others by yourself, and figure Ryan's the same kind of scum as you!"

They cursed me to pieces, and the livestream comments were telling me to admit fault and apologize.

That's enough already. First time I've ever seen someone competing with his own son-in-law.

Just his son-in-law? He wouldn't even spare his own newborn grandson.

Hurry up and apologize, and hand over the gifts and the RV you prepared to your grandson, or this family really will fall apart!

His son-in-law even speaks up for him—I'm dying, where can you find such a good son-in-law?

Only I kept my eyes locked on Ryan in front of me and said, one word at a time.

"You can fool everyone else, but you'll never fool me!"

"This child cannot possibly be my real grandson!"

And with that, ignoring Ryan's efforts to stop me, in front of everyone, I yanked away the swaddling that covered the baby's face.

The next second, everyone there clapped their hands over their mouths in shock!