When My Stepmother Mistook Me for a Mistress, My Father Went Mad

Everyone was frantically digging through the dirt.

Nathan suddenly spotted a familiar piece of clothing.

His hands shaking, he sent the video to my dad.

The call was answered by the assistant responsible for the video feed, Nathan's apprentice.

He was chewing gum, casually pointing the camera toward the stage.

"What's up, boss? Mr. Perry's in the middle of the toast right now. Can't this wait until it's over?"

Nathan snapped.

"Forget the toast! Put the video on the screen right now.

"What? Are you crazy? If I do that now, Mr. Perry's going to kill me!

"I'm telling you, if you don't do it, you'll be the first one he kills today."

Soon, the dirt covering me got thinner. I could finally start to breathe easier.

After being buried for over ten minutes, I finally saw daylight again.

Nathan was completely stunned when he saw me.

On the other side of the phone, the event was filled with gasps.

Aria stood on stage. Her face flushed with anger as she whined to my dad.

"What's Nathan doing?" she pouted.

My dad glared at Nathan. "Nathan, what the hell are you doing? Have you lost your mind?"

Nathan's voice was shaky with emotion. He responded, "Mr. Perry, it's not me who's lost it. It's the woman standing next to you."

"What are you talking about?"

"I found Gianna."

"You found her, so what? Why are you crying?"

"Grayson, Gianna was buried alive. I just dug her out from the cemetery."

"What?! Say that again!" My dad practically screamed.

The camera turned around.

My face was covered in cuts, my body caked in mud, and I was barely clinging to life.

As soon as my dad recognized me, he collapsed onto the stage.

Helpless, he shouted to the crowd below, "James, bring the car over! Hurry!"

His breathing was ragged.

"Gianna, listen to me. I'm coming right now. You just have to hang on.

"I've regretted abandoning you all those years ago every single day.

"If anything happens to you today, your grandma will never forgive me. I'll never forgive myself."

After saying that, he dropped to his knees, trying to say something to Nathan but choking on his own sobs.

Grayson was always so tough and unshakable.

At that moment, he looked like a lost child.

When James arrived, he stumbled down the stage, running as fast as he could.

"Dad..."

My dad stared directly at me.

Just before I lost consciousness, I extended my clenched hands. I used the last bit of my strength to hold up the damp bundle of ashes in front of the camera.

"Grandma... is here. She already forgave you a long time ago.

"I'm afraid... she can't give you her blessing anymore."