The Fuller residence was in complete disarray that night. Sebastian had summoned the PR team to work overtime, desperately trying to minimize the damage. They toiled through the night, attempting to suppress the news and silence the reporters and their affiliated media outlets. But the media proved uncooperative, releasing the scandal across every major news platform. By dawn, the entire city buzzed with the news.

The fallout was swift and brutal. Fuller Group's shares plummeted, wiping out $1.5 billion in market value overnight.

Sebastian staggered home after an exhausting night of damage control, only to hear his parents engrossed in a discussion about Kayla's release from custody.

"Are you serious?" Sebastian snapped, his frustration boiling over. "At a time like this, you're still talking about bailing her out? Do you have any idea how many eyes are on our family right now?"

He envisioned rival companies circling like vultures, poised to exploit the Fuller family's mistakes. Their shares were already free-falling; any further missteps could be catastrophic. Dexter, who had been coaxing Myra to take her medication, turned to his son with a weary expression. "Do you think I don't know that? But she's your sister. Your real sister!"

"She's not my sister," Sebastian replied coldly. "Have you forgotten last night's videos?"

The first video alone was damning—Kayla conspiring with Shawn to eliminate Felicia, the true daughter of the Fuller family. And the audacity of it all? Kayla had used family resources to plot against Felicia. Dexter remained silent, the weight of the evidence undeniable.

Myra, pale and frail from the night's events, coughed lightly before speaking. Her voice, laced with bitterness, carried a sharp edge. "Even if Kayla made a mistake, Felicia could have come to us. She could have worked it out with us. Why create this spectacle by colluding with Mina?"

Tears welled in her eyes. "If Felicia had come to us first, none of this would have happened. We could have resolved it quietly—paid Mina off, or ensured there was no evidence. But Felicia wanted revenge. She couldn't tolerate Kayla and chose to humiliate us!"

Sebastian was stunned into silence, her words cutting deeply.

Myra continued, her voice trembling with regret, "Felicia resents us. She thinks we haven't done enough to make amends. She hates Kayla and can't accept her as her sister."

Her tears finally flowed freely. "I should have never brought her back into this house. She was nothing but trouble from the start."

Sebastian finally understood Felicia's actions. She hadn't confided in their parents because she knew they would protect Kayla at all costs, even if it meant ignoring her crimes. It wasn't about solving the problem; it was about protecting Kayla, regardless of the consequences.

With a deep breath, Sebastian calmed his voice. "Mom, have you considered that it's not Felicia who couldn't accept Kayla, but the other way around? Who tried to kill Felicia? Who couldn't tolerate her presence?"

He fixed her with a piercing gaze. "Have you forgotten what happened at Grandpa's house? Kayla's schemes resulted in Roberta's death instead of Felicia's. Is that not enough to convince you of who she truly is?" Myra stammered, speechless.

Sebastian pressed on, his tone unrelenting. "Mom, I admit Felicia's actions were extreme, but Kayla committed murder. Are you really going to justify that?"

"Of course not!" Myra snapped, her voice shaking with emotion.