"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

for you, Magnus Vale, was caught

to silence your

face turned white. "When

never did that!"

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

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

Even Dad

not! I did not murder. How many times

speak to

keep this from you. Dad also agreed with what I

for you, but you messed it up all the time, even

Alyssa Taylor and Jasper Beckett. No one could save

you mean? Giving up on

work on reducing your sentence.

suffer. This is the best I can

Cliff.

a file on the table in front

that David might use it

eyes fell on the stock transfer agreement, a sharp pain gripped his

looting a burning house!"

heavily, David bellowed, "I'm not dead yet! I might make it out

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

inherit my stocks, not

gravity of the situation, have you? Dad would have

to. He's utterly disappointed with you, and he'll never give

and stock ownership

to the

likely getting a life sentence; even

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

ownership."

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