"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

if addressing someone with difficulty in

who worked for you,

instructed him to silence your

face turned white. "When have I

never did that!"

his head helplessly. "David, you have always listened to me. Why did

at this critical time? Didn't I repeatedly assure you I'd get you out? Lose

happens. Even Dad can't

did not! I did not murder. How many times should I repeat

flying. "Call Dad now! I need to speak

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

he frowned. "I've done all I could for you, but you messed it up all

Jasper Beckett.

do you mean? Giving up

and work on reducing your sentence.

I can

Cliff.

on the table in front of

feared that David might use

David's eyes fell on the stock transfer agreement, a sharp pain gripped his chest.

looting a burning house!"

not dead yet! I might make it out one day. How could

is too much! Even if

inherit my stocks,

grasped the gravity of the situation, have you?

utterly disappointed with you, and

"Money and stock ownership are

to the

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

lose all your assets. It's a matter of time

ownership."

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