Chapter 135

Sabrina Johnson stood frozen in front of Richard Johnson, completely crumbling under his furious glare. Fear had her limbs trembling uncontrollably, and her chest felt like someone had dumped a boulder on it—so heavy she didn’t even dare breathe too loud. "Dad? What’s going on?" she asked, her voice tight with panic. Why was she catching all the heat for stuff that had to do with Amelia? Richard's eyes were sharp with anger, his tone icy. "Just tell me clearly—exactly what did you do and say that day?" Sabrina's throat tightened. Why was this coming up now of all times? Eyes dropping to the floor, voice meek, she muttered, "Dad, didn’t I already explain it to you before?" But Richard had no patience left for her excuses. Without another word, he pulled up a video and hit play—the footage of Amelia being held hostage. The audio had been cleaned up, and every second of Amelia’s conversation with the guy came through crystal clear. Even the part where Sabrina blurted out those triggering