The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 847

She understood instantly. This was a targeted attack against Alexander. Raffy's appearance yesterday had been too sudden, too convenient. Now it was clear he had been deliberately placed in that restaurant, waiting to create a conflict that could be photographed and spun into a scandal.

Danielle's brow tightened. She took a screenshot of the news article and sent it to Alexander with a message: *I saw the news. Is this going to be difficult to handle?*

A few moments later, he replied: *Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it.*

His message offered a small measure of relief.

That afternoon, Alexander flew back to Northridge City and called an emergency meeting to manage the crisis. He ignored Jake's demand to stage a reunion with Raffy. Instead, he had his PR team issue a formal statement clarifying that Raffy was not his biological son. He was Millie's child, whom he and Danielle had temporarily cared for when Millie was unable to. When Millie returned, she had taken her son back. The statement explained that Raffy had been placed in a children's home only after Millie's incarceration left him without a legal guardian—a standard social services procedure, not an act of abandonment.

The statement began to turn the tide of public opinion. While some remained skeptical, many started to view the situation more rationally, especially since Alexander's team provided documentation proving there was no biological relationship.

When Jake saw the statement, he was furious enough to throw his phone, but there was nothing he could do. Alexander's approach, while defiant, had effectively dismantled the foundation of the attacks, proving far more effective than his own suggestion of a staged reconciliation.

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"I've already informed him. He's on his way to the family estate now. I believe he intends to confront Nathan and get the boy back," Nash explained. "Mr. Davidson asked me to call you and advise you to lock your doors and windows and be careful. Nathan is becoming unhinged. There's no telling what he might do."

"I understand. You be careful, too."

Danielle hung up, her mind racing with worry. She immediately went through her apartment, checking every lock, and even put away the kitchen knives and any other sharp objects. Only then did she feel a slight sense of calm. She sat in the living room, staring out at the darkening sky, her thoughts in a turmoil.