The Circus Tragedy, a Son Devoured By Tigers

During the acrobatic performance, I watched helplessly as my sedated child was swapped with a dummy.

On the animal training stage, he was eaten bit by bit by the tigers.

I begged everyone desperately to save my son, banging my head on the ground, but was only treated as a madwoman and thrown out.

Later, Xavion rushed me to the hospital with a severe head injury.

After three months in a coma, the moment I woke up, I struggled to tell Xavion about our son's killers. Instead, I overheard his conversation with his secretary outside the room.

"Boss, are you sure this is the right thing to do? Tommy is your own flesh and blood after all. Your wife will be devastated if she learns the truth."

"Melody became depressed trying to save me. You saw how she threatened suicide with a knife that day. As long as she can be happy every day, I'd do anything - let alone sacrifice one child."

Two streams of tears fell from my eyes as I stood by the wall, unable to control my trembling.

Our picture-perfect family was all a lie. The son I cherished more than my own life was just a disposable stress relief tool in Xavion's eyes.