"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

as if addressing someone with difficulty in comprehension. "The witness statement

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

him to

"When have I asked him to kill

never did that!"

always listened to me. Why did you

Didn't I repeatedly assure you

happens. Even Dad can't help

murder. How many times should I repeat myself?" David slammed his fists on

spittle flying. "Call Dad now! I need to speak to him. He

also agreed

you, but you

Jasper Beckett.

you mean? Giving up

on reducing your sentence. I'll get the

This is the best I can do for you as a brother." Josh shot a

Cliff.

Cliff placed a file on the table in

feared that

eyes fell on the stock transfer agreement, a sharp pain

looting a burning house!"

might make it out one day. How

eye my stock ownership? This is too much! Even if I'm dead, Dad is the

my stocks,

you haven't grasped the gravity of the situation, have you? Dad would have saved

He's utterly disappointed with you, and he'll never give a care

and stock

them to the

your stuff. You're likely getting a

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

ownership."

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