"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

worked for you, Magnus Vale, was

him to silence your

"When have I asked him to kill to

never did that!"

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

Didn't I repeatedly assure

Even Dad can't

not murder. How many times should I repeat myself?" David slammed

now! I need to speak to him. He

won't keep this from you. Dad also agreed with what I said just now," Josh's

could for you, but you messed it

Alyssa Taylor and Jasper Beckett. No one

mean? Giving up

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

the best I can

Cliff.

the hint, Cliff placed a file on the table in

a pen as he feared that David might use it to

the stock transfer agreement, a sharp pain gripped his chest.

looting a burning house!"

not dead yet! I might make it out one

too much! Even if I'm dead, Dad

inherit my stocks, not

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

you, and he'll

added, "Money and stock

to

point holding on to your stuff. You're likely getting a life

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

ownership."

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