Chapter 12

In a room that looked like ruins, Miranda sat slumped on the floor, tears still streaking her face. Across from her, Madison wore a triumphant smile and said, "You haven't read all of Dami's medical records, have you? He was born with congenital renal atrophy, so Jerome got close to you from the very beginning, pursued you, and pushed you to have a child just for your son's kidney." Madison added, "How pitiful, Miranda. Your son was nothing more than a walking kidney donor for my son." After Madison left, Miranda remained sitting there in a daze. She looked like an empty shell. A dull pain throbbed in Jerome's chest. As he turned toward Madison, his gaze was filled with murderous fury. "What nonsense did you say to Miranda?" he demanded. Madison was both guilty and terrified. Still, she defended herself and said, "Rome, I… I didn't lie. You were the one who said Freddie could donate a kidney to Dami. "You were also the one who said that since Miranda was the best pediatric surg