Chapter 14 The people in the private room were startled. Spencer appeared at the doorway with a dark expression, blood still dripping from his hand, looking like a demon. He grabbed the man who had been speaking and landed a heavy punch on him. His face was vicious as he pinned the man to the ground, demanding, "What really happened a year ago? Tell me!" The people in the room screamed in terror, everyone was thrown into panic. The man who was hit quickly raised his hands to beg for mercy, "Mr. Ruiz, it's a misunderstanding, all a misunder- standing." "We weren't the ones who did it, we don't know who drugged you, but it definitely wasn't Ms. Kaur. She was the last to arrive that day and never even touched your drink." Receiving a definite answer, Spencer seemed to have all the strength drained from his body. He let go, stepping back in disbelief. "It really wasn't her, it actually wasn't her." As Spencer spoke, he actually started to laugh, but the laughter was as bitterly ironic as could be. He looked at his blood-covered hands, feeling no pain at all, only muttering to himself, "She didn't lie to me, it really wasn't her. I was the one who didn't trust her." The sentences from the diary surfaced in his mind one by one, stabbing into his heart like needles. Dense and suffocating, the pain made it hard for him to breathe. So, in the end, the true culprit behind everything was himself. Meanwhile, in the intensive care unit of a hospital under the Crawford Group. After being unconscious for a long time, Hannah opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was a familiar face. Joyce Hewitt stood by the bedside and said calmly, "You're awake." Hannah hadn't expected to see her. Back then, Hollie had chosen three girls from the orphanage. Besides her and Bethany, the other was Joyce. But Joyce was aloof by nature, neither able to please Hollie nor get along with Spencer, so after reaching adulthood, she left the Ruiz family. 0.0 % 09:17 Chapter 14 288 Vouchers Hannah had thought Joyce's life outside was difficult, so she often helped her out, all the way until Joyce graduated from college. She never expected that their next meeting would be under such circumstances. "Was it you who saved me?" Joyce shook her head, "It was Mr. Crawford." Joyce began to tell her about her life over the years, "After leaving the Ruiz family, I studied while working part-time. After graduation, I joined the Crawford Group and met Mr. Crawford." "You probably don't know this, but you actually have a brother in this world." Hannah looked a little confused. Joyce got up and opened the door. A man who bore a striking resemblance to her entered, holding a bouquet of flow- ers. "Do you remember me?" Hannah didn't recognize the man in front of her, but the moment she saw him, an unprecedented sense of familiarity and warmth welled up inside her, so unfamiliar that she didn't know what to do. Seeing this, Eugene Crawford sighed and took out a paternity test. Through Eugene, Hannah finally learned that she hadn't been abandoned as a child, but had been kidnapped by traf- fickers and ended up in the orphanage after being passed around. During all the years she was missing, her biological parents never stopped searching for her. Her mother missed her day and night. The grief eventually made her mother ill, and three years ago, she passed away. After her mother died, her father followed within two years. Now, only Eugene was left in the Crawford family, making him Hannah's only remaining relative. Looking at the thin figure before him, Eugene felt a pang of heartache. "That day, I was planning to pick you up at the Ruiz's residence, but I saw you get into trouble on the bridge. Spencer really is a bastard!" "Don't worry. The day I rescued you, I took care of everything. No one outside knows you're still alive. From now on, you have nothing to do with the Ruiz family. You're my sister, the daughter of the Crawford family!" Looking at the man making such a solemn promise, Hannah felt a warm current rise in her heart. So this is what it feels like to have family, Back in the orphanage, she was used to living under someone else's roof. Even after coming to the Ruiz family, though she never lacked food or clothing, it was never truly her home, and she still had to tread carefully. But now, for the first time, she felt the warmth of a real home. 37.8 % 09:17 Tears rolled down her cheeks, and only then did Hannah realize she was crying-for the first time, tears of happiness. Joyce wiped her tears from the side and said, "I agree with Mr. Crawford's decision, but I still have to ask what you want. Do you want to go back, or stay with the Crawford family?" After all, as someone who had once lived in the Ruiz family, Joyce knew how much Hannah liked Spencer. Over the years, Joyce had learned a bit about what had happened between Hannah and Spencer. Hearing this, Hannah gave a faint smile. "Even if that accident hadn't happened that day, I was planning to leave anyway." It was just that the car accident made her disappearance even more complete. Looking up at Eugene, Hannah said, "Eugy, I want to leave here, to go somewhere Spencer can't find me. Can you help me?" 84.1 % 09:17