I found an abandoned baby in the hallway and raised him as my own. But when his biological mother, a millionaire, returned 17 years later, he said something in court that left everyone speechless

I found the baby on a Tuesday night, wrapped in a thin gray blanket, crying softly in the hallway of my apartment building in Pittsburgh.

I was thirty-four, newly divorced, working double shifts as a hospital nurse, and too exhausted to be startled by much anymore—but that sound stopped me in my tracks.

No one answered when I knocked on …