The Price of Redemption

Summary

Married for seven years, Julian Frost spent every Christmas with Layla.

That Imposter who occupied my identity for 15 years.

On the first Christmas Eve, he took away the Elderberry Syrup I boiled while coughing blood, said Layla was in the North, heating was too dry.

I endured high fever and smiled: "Then Mr. Frost, cash it out for me."

That night, my account had an extra $10 Million.

At midnight of the second year, he lit up half the city with fireworks for Layla in a no-fireworks zone.