Chapter 22

Once they arrived, Mini stayed for a while to check everything before leaving in a hurry. As soon as she was gone, Joxan turned on the computer. He knew there was a surveillance camera at home. If he wanted to find out what had happened to their mother that day, the answer would be in the video footage. "Brother, what are you doing? I'm sleepy," Jessica mumbled, rubbing her eyes. She watched as Joxan’s small fingers moved rapidly over the laptop keyboard. "Brother, what is this? Who is that man?" she asked, full of curiosity. "Can you just shut up and go to bed? I have work to do. Go, I’ll come later," Joxan snapped, frustrated by her questions. But as the footage played, showing Daimon bullying their mother, Joxan's hands clenched into tight fists. His eyes burned with anger. This so-called father—he abandoned them five years ago, and now he dared to hurt their mother again? Joxan couldn’t stand it. He had to do something. But what? He was just a kid. His little fists clenched again.