"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

with

The man who worked for you, Magnus Vale, was caught in the crime.

to silence your victims via

face turned white. "When

never did that!"

shook his head helplessly. "David, you have always listened

repeatedly assure you

what happens. Even

I did not murder. How many times should I repeat

need to speak to him. He won't give

won't keep this from you. Dad also agreed with what I said just

I could for you, but you messed it up

Jasper Beckett.

mean? Giving up

work on reducing your sentence. I'll get the wardens to look

to suffer. This is the best I can do for you

Cliff.

Cliff placed a file on the table in front of

as he feared that David might use it

fell on the stock transfer agreement, a sharp pain gripped his chest. "Josh,

looting a burning house!"

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

This is too much! Even if I'm dead, Dad is the first

to inherit my stocks,

grasped the gravity of the situation, have you? Dad

you, and he'll

stock ownership are fleeting material possessions—you

to the

holding on to your stuff. You're likely getting

sentence, you'll likely lose all your assets. It's a matter of

ownership."

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