My Husband Used My Father's Life to Clear His Name

Holding the ashes, I returned to Daniel's house.

Cemetery resources were limited, so I had to wait for many days before I could get a spot.

Early in the morning, I dressed up and prepared to attend his funeral.

The moment I opened the door, I was pushed to the ground by someone.

The urn almost fell, but I held onto it tightly. In the process, I lost my balance, and my lower back hit the edge of the table hard.

I looked up and saw Mason and Tiffany standing at the door, surrounded by several bodyguards.

He didn't even look at me. With a gloomy face, Mason kicked open every door in the house and searched everywhere.

Without any provocation, he came up to me, grabbed my collar, and spoke in a harsh tone.

"Skylar, where's Daniel?"

I tightened the urn in my hands and subconsciously took a half step back.

"Shouldn't you know best where my dad is?"

He glared at me impatiently. "Where is he hiding? Call him out!

"Does he think that just because he raised me, he can act recklessly? Today, I will definitely teach this old scoundrel a lesson!"

I clenched my teeth, and the fire of anger burning in my chest was ready to erupt at any moment.

"Mason, what do you mean? How can you say that about my dad?"

I had initially thought that he would come today to offer condolences and attend the funeral upon hearing about Daniel's passing.

But he was here to cause trouble.

Not only did Mason cause the death of Daniel, but he also wanted to falsely accuse him even after his passing.

"He can do it, but can't I say it? I must bring him to justice today!"

Daniel devoted almost all his life to work before he retired. He was selfless and altruistic, and there was no one among his colleagues and neighbors who disliked him.

Now, he was killed by Mason, and he was scolded by him.

"Mason, can you please have some shame? It was you who couldn't control yourself and had an affair, don't slander my dad!"

He looked at me angrily as if I was his sworn enemy.

"Slander?"

Mason gritted his teeth, hesitated for a long time, and still didn't say the rest of the words.

Tiffany walked forward and pulled up her low-knit hat, revealing a faint red mark across her delicate face.

"Maybe it's just a misunderstanding...

"Maybe Mr. Mitchell misunderstood the relationship between Mr. Murphy and me. He said that as long as I disfigure myself, Mr. Murphy will be able to go home and be with you wholeheartedly.

"Skylar, only have a professional relationship. Can you please call Mr. Mitchell out so that we can clarify things face to face?"

She had tears in her eyes and looked extremely aggrieved.

"Do you mean that the injury on your face was caused by my dad? When did he approach you?"

Daniel was a man who always suffered losses himself. I had never heard of him breaking the law and actively hurting others.

"Mr. Mitchell probably saw Mr. Murphy and me working overtime together on the weekend and misunderstood us.

"Last night, on my way home, he cornered me in an alley with a knife... No, he didn't force me..."

Her evasive and hesitant behavior only fueled Mason's anger even further.

"Tiffany, don't be afraid. I will definitely seek justice for you today!

"Skylar, what do you have against me? Is it an achievement to bully a defenseless woman like her?

"Where's Daniel? Call him out. As long as he kneels down in front of Tiffany and admits his fault, I will forgive him this time."

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Daniel had always been so good to Mason, and now he wanted Daniel to kneel down and apologize based on the vague and unsubstantiated words of a woman.

"Mason, you bastard! My dad raised you. Don't you know what kind of person he is? You slander him like this. Do you still have a conscience?"

He sneered and threw a video in front of me.