Walter returns home to find his wife, Abby, overwhelmed by their baby Logan’s relentless cries. But in the nursery, Walter discovers a dictaphone playing the cries and a ransom note demanding $200,000 for Logan’s return. Walter suspects a janitor he once argued with, but when they try to contact the police, they’re warned to stay away.
Desperate, Walter arranges the ransom, but the courier reveals he doesn’t know where Logan is. Returning home, Walter realizes Abby has taken Logan and vanished. He soon learns Abby orchestrated the kidnapping. With FBI help, Walter tricks Abby into returning Logan to the hospital, where she’s arrested. As she’s taken away, Abby reveals Logan isn’t biologically Walter’s. Despite the betrayal, Walter vows to adopt Logan and give him a loving home.
My Stepmother Wore My Late Mom’s Necklace at Her Wedding without My Permission – I Was Enraged & Taught Her a Lesson
When my stepmother stole my late Mom’s necklace and wore it at her wedding without my consent, I was shattered. Furious, I did something that left everyone gasping.
I’m Olive, 23. This isn’t a sob story, but it’s about a necklace. My late Mom’s necklace, the only thing left of her. I lost her to cancer when I was 19. She was my rock, my confidante, my everything.
Dad introduced his new fiancée, Magdalene, who immediately coveted Mom’s necklace. “Olive, honey,” Dad started, “Magdalene really admires your mother’s necklace. She says it would look perfect with her wedding dress.” I was furious. “Dad, that necklace is everything to me. It’s Mom’s.” But he insisted, and I had to hide it.
On their wedding day, I stayed home and checked on the necklace, only to find it gone. I knew who had taken it. I called Magdalene. “You took it,” I accused her. “How dare you take my Mom’s necklace without my permission?” She brushed me off, saying she’d return it after the honeymoon.
I called the cops. At the wedding, they retrieved the necklace from Magdalene, causing chaos. Dad and Magdalene were furious. “You ruined our wedding!” she screamed. Dad added, “That was petty and crazy, Olive. You humiliated us!”
Heartbroken but resolute, I moved out, taking Mom’s memories and her necklace with me. Though the pain lingered, I emerged stronger, holding on to the love and memories of my Mom.
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