After I had my son cremated, I passed out.

When I opened my eyes again, it was three days later.

Dazed, I held my son's ashes close to me, sitting in the most luxurious presidential suite in Ironreach, watching Oliver and Cindy engage in an online war.

Cindy had unveiled a series of shady incidents from Oliver's time abroad, where he had been entangled with multiple female students.

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