No matter how vicious the comments became, I remained calm.

Since I showed no reaction, Zack's face darkened further.

He suddenly pulled a tattered baby outfit from inside his jacket and barked, "Harry! This is what you left behind when you kidnapped Wade. All these years, whenever I looked at this tiny shirt, I kept wondering where my son went. Do you even understand what that feels like?"

His eyes reddened as he finished speaking.

Katherine snapped, "Harry, you stole my right to be a mother! A man like you is nothing but a parasite. You don't even deserve to live!"

I glanced at them coldly. "I told you. You couldn't have given birth to Wade."

I knew I was stating a simple fact. For Zack and Katherine to produce a son like Wade, there would have to be some kind of genetic miracle. But in their eyes, I was just refusing to admit the truth.

The livestream comments grew even harsher.

"I've seen shameless people before, but never someone this shameless."

"He took someone else's kid and clung to him for 20 years. He's twisted and sick. Things never end well for people like that."

As the feed devolved into outright personal attacks, the judge frowned and struck the gavel. "Plaintiff, please provide substantive evidence."

"We have evidence," Zack said heatedly. "We even have a witness."

A frail elderly woman was escorted in by a bailiff. Zack pointed at her. "This is Esme Gosling. She used to work as a housekeeper in Harry's home. She personally saw him bring back an unidentified baby."

Esme nodded. "Yes. I worked at Harry's house back then. One evening, he came home drenched in sweat, carrying a heavy bundle on his back. I was curious, so I went over to look. When I opened up the bundle, there was a chubby baby boy inside."

She continued, "I was terrified. Harry was already divorced and hadn't remarried, so whose child was it? I asked him, but he couldn't answer me. Later, I overheard him muttering to himself and realized that he'd taken someone else's baby."

When she finished in her trembling voice, I almost laughed. "Esme, you worked at my house for less than half a day before I fired you. Are you sure you ever saw me kidnap a child?"

The wrinkles on her face twitched, and guilt flickered in her eyes.

Then she firmly said, "I was fired because I saw something I shouldn't have. When I left your house, I even heard you beating that baby, yelling that his father had stolen your wife!"

Her words detonated in the courtroom.

The livestream exploded with curses.

I remained composed. "Esme, you're making this up."

She faltered. Zack's face turned ashen with rage. "Harry! The evidence is right here, and you're still denying it?"

Katherine, who was equally furious, handed a document to the judge. "Your Honor, I also have Harry's medical report from years ago. He was diagnosed with azoospermia. He can't have children."

A wave of shock swept through the courtroom.

"He can't even father a child. How can he have a 20-year-old son? He must have kidnapped him."

"Your Honor, the evidence is overwhelming. He's lying. Just punish him."

I let out a cold laugh. "What does it matter whether I have azoospermia or not? What does that have to do with me having a son?"

20 years ago, they abandoned their month-old son and disappeared as if he had never existed.

They had never met my son. Their entire narrative was nothing more than guesswork. If they understood the truth, they would never dare to make such absurd claims.

Katherine's cheeks flushed with fury. "Harry, you're still denying it even now! Since you never remarried and can't have children, where did this child come from?"

Zack fixed me with a furious stare, then pulled a voice recorder from his bag and pressed play right there in court. "Your Honor, hear this from Harry's own relative."

The device sputtered for a few seconds before a hoarse male voice came through. "Harry's son? He took him. The child was born after Katherine's divorce. Harry even registered him as his own, thinking nobody would ever discover the truth."

When the playback stopped, Zack gave a sneer. "Harry, what do you have to say now?"

I drew a slow breath, forcing my temper under control.

They clearly believed that 20 years had erased everything and that they could rewrite history. Unfortunately for them, their plan was destined to fail.

I met their eyes calmly. "Wade's custody is mine. Nothing you've presented today proves I 'kidnapped' him. A single witness carries little weight. As for this so-called recording, that relative has been dead for three years. You can fabricate whatever you like, but without verification, I won't accept it."

The judge nodded slightly as I finished speaking.

Zack's face turned red with rage. He bellowed, "Harry! I am Wade's biological father! No matter what you say, it doesn't change that fact! If you let Wade see me, I can take him for a paternity test immediately!"

Katherine glared at me. "Exactly! We'll contact the hospital right away!"

I let out a cold laugh. "Fine. Too bad, even a paternity test won't help you."

The livestream viewers erupted in fury, flooding the chat with insults.

"What a vile man. With all that evidence staring him in the face, he's still lying. He is extremely stubborn."

"I can't wait for Zack and Katherine to take Wade for a DNA test. That'll shut Harry up real fast."

I stood there calmly with my arms crossed, as if daring them to do their worst.

Zack trembled with rage. He yanked out a document and slapped it down on the table. "Harry! You asked for this! Take a good look. Wade Wilson personally signed this voluntary custody transfer agreement!"

The courtroom went silent for a moment, then the livestream erupted in cheers.

"Well done, you two! Now Harry's finished!"

I stared coldly at them. Zack leaned forward with a provocative grin. "Harry, Wade signed this himself and mailed it to us. He said you've been controlling him and keeping him from contacting us, but blood ties can't be severed. He's already agreed to transfer his custody back to us."

After finishing his smug speech, Zack shot me a malicious look. "Your Honor, Harry illegally confined and controlled my son. That's unlawful detention, isn't it? I think he should be arrested today!"

Katherine nodded repeatedly, looking as if she wanted me thrown straight into prison.

I let out a humorless laugh. "Zack, Katherine, are you absolutely certain my son, Wade, personally called you?"

They answered in unison, "Of course!"

I took a deep breath slowly. "Well, this is truly eye-opening."

I turned to the judge and said firmly, "Your Honor, my son couldn't have made that phone call, nor could he have signed this agreement. The evidence they submitted is fabricated."

The judge was already holding the agreement and studying it with a frown.

Zack had a copy as well. He hurriedly held it up to the camera for the livestream viewers. "Everyone, take a look. It's written in black and white here, but Harry is still trying to talk his way out of this!"

The livestream chat erupted instantly.

"There's nothing to debate. He's already 20. He can choose his own guardian, and he signed it himself."

"Your Honor, just make the call already. Return the son to Zack and his wife."

However, the judge remained silent. I watched Katherine and Zack coldly.

Zack grew impatient and pointed at my face as he snapped, "Harry! Just you wait! When my son comes home, you're going to regret this!"

Katherine put on a concerned expression and tried to sound reasonable. "Harry, what doesn't belong to you will never belong to you. Why drag this out? All you're doing is adding more offenses to your name. It's better to confess sooner rather than later."

I replied icily, "Don't celebrate too soon. You might end up shooting yourselves in the foot."

Zack flew into a rage and tried to lunge at me, only to be restrained by the bailiffs.

At that moment, the judge finally spoke. He looked at me. "Defendant, do you have any additional evidence to present?"

I glanced at my watch and answered firmly, "Yes. I have two sets of evidence. First, I request that my son be summoned to appear in court. Judging by the time, he should already be here."

The judge approved. The courtroom doors slowly opened.

Zack's face lit up with excitement. "Wade! I can finally see you!"

Katherine gripped his hand tightly, staring at the entrance with anticipation.

The next second, a loud, resounding bark echoed through the courtroom. A massive Rottweiler burst in. The moment he saw me, he sat down eagerly and wagged his tail furiously.

I smiled faintly. "Ladies and gentlemen, this is my son, Wade."

The entire courtroom was stunned. The livestream chat went wild.

"What the hell? What's going on? His son is a dog?"

"Oh my God, this has to be a mistake!"

Shock washed over Zack and Katherine. They stood there with their mouths agape, unable to process what they were seeing.

I remained composed. "This is my son, Wade, who was admitted to the police academy's official K9 program. Next month, he will become a police dog. I am very proud of him."

After saying that, I cast a mocking glance at Zack and Katherine. "As for your real son, I believe I know exactly where he is."