Chapter 767

When Juniper, drenched in blood, was carried out by Jason, it felt as though the Jefferson family's last glimmer of hope had vanished. Their world was plunged back into a desolate, monochrome existence. Thankfully, she survived. But no one could erase the haunting memories of killing a baby's life. The phantom cries of a baby, mixed with echoes of sinister laughter, sent chills down their spines, reigniting terrifying memories. For those with clear consciences, there was nothing to fear. But for Terence, fear was unavoidable. In the control room, James replayed the grim tale of Juniper's suffering at the Stone family's hands. As her son, the weight of his anguish became unbearable. Suddenly, James leaped to his feet, sending the chair toppling over. Without hesitation, he stormed out of the room. Oliver didn't intervene. This was a matter of family, and even his resentment burned fiercely in his chest. He, too, had once held hope for that unborn child, a hope that had bee