"What are you talking about?" Susan snapped defensively. "When did I ever lie to you?"
Oliver didn't respond immediately. He simply stared at her, his eyes cold, hollowed out by regret. Then, slowly, his lips curled into a bitter smile.
"I believed every word you said," he murmured with scorn. "I trusted you… and doubted my wife. I turned my back on Margaret. I even cast away my own daughter. And all of it… was because of you."
His arm shot out, finger pointing squarely at her. "You lied to me. You handed me a fake DNA test report and made me believe Raya wasn't my child."
His voice rose, laced with fury and pain. "You convinced me to go along with that damned kidnapping scheme. You made me abandon my little girl—she was just a baby. And you made me cold enough to leave her crying on the street like she meant nothing. How the hell could you do that to me? You destroyed everything I had."
