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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.

The Circus Tragedy, a Son Devoured By Tigers

The sound of the lock echoed, extinguishing the only source of light. Their voices became muffled through the iron door.


"Melody, I'm heading to the States tomorrow for a business trip to learn from the local circus. I'll probably be back in a week. Here's the key to the basement. Let Vivienne out only after she apologizes to you."


A sweet acknowledgment came from the other end.


Of course, Melody had no intention of letting me out. She didn't even bother to bring me food every day.


The wound on the back of my head hadn't been properly treated, and in these conditions, it quickly became infected.


Intense pain and itching constantly gnawed at my injury.


When the torment became truly unbearable, I screamed for help non-stop towards the door.


But in the face of deliberate neglect, all struggles were in vain.


Chapter 6