"Josh!" Upon seeing Josh, David's eyes gleamed enthusiastically as if he had found a sliver of hope.

Separated by a long table, David was about to limp over to Josh when the policeman on the watch

hurried over to pin him down out of concern he might lash out again.

Josh remained seated, but his disdain for his criminal brother was on full display from his back-leaning

posture, vigilant gaze, and downturned lips. To him, familial bonds had always been the most useless

thing in the Schmidt family.

In their youth, David had been Josh's playmate, but as adults, Josh regarded the foolish David merely

as a tool. He had cleaned up David's mess multiple times and spoiled him to no end, all to prevent

David from coveting his power.

His strategy had been to tame David and render David a dependent believer of his.

Alas, David was a dim-witted good for nothing.

The more Josh thought about it, the more he felt disgusted by David. Even until now, he did not think

he was in the wrong for framing David for murder. He'd done everything to save David, so it was only

fair for David to shoulder the blame.

"Josh, why am I charged with attempted murder? I've not done anything like that," David rambled, his

cracked lips trembling. "I'm innocent! They made a mistake! Someone's trying to frame me. Who did I

attempt to murder? I know nothing about that!"

"Calm down, David, and listen to me," Josh said, adopting a stern tone as he cleared his throat. He

someone with difficulty in comprehension. "The

worked for you, Magnus Vale,

him to

turned white. "When have I asked him to

never did that!"

have always listened to me. Why did you go down

at this critical time? Didn't I repeatedly assure you

Even Dad

not murder. How many times should

Dad now! I need to speak to him. He won't give

you. Dad also agreed with what I said just now," Josh's

I could for you, but you messed it

Beckett. No one

mean? Giving up on

the best attorney for you and work on reducing your sentence. I'll get

so you don't have to suffer. This is the best I can do for you as a

Cliff.

a file on the table in front of David.

a pen as he feared that David

on the stock transfer agreement, a sharp pain gripped

looting a burning house!"

dead yet! I might make it out one day. How

This is too much!

inherit my

situation, have you? Dad would

disappointed with you, and he'll never give a

stock ownership are fleeting

to

no point holding on to your stuff. You're likely getting a life sentence; even if

lose all your assets. It's a matter of time before you're stripped

ownership."

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