Chapter 2139

Owen let out a bitter laugh. He then shook his head repeatedly.

He did not deny Ralph's words. Instead, he regretted the three years he had spent serving Christopher without question. He felt a deep sense of remorse, realizing just how unworthy it all had been.

At that moment, overwhelming regret consumed him.

It was not for the mistakes that had cost him the honors he had worked a lifetime to gain. He was devastated that a man who once lived with integrity and honor had become a mere pawn of the devil in his later years. "Do you have anything else to confess besides what we found in your home?" Ralph asked directly.

"Yes."

Owen lowered his gaze. "I was also involved in Aaron Larson's case. Christopher directed me from behind."

Ralph's eyes widened in shock. "You killed Aaron Larson? Didn't he die from a suicide?"

"It was a suicide. But Christopher drove him to it. He even forged a suicide note and sent a lawyer to deliver it to Aaron, who carried it with him after that. After Aaron's death, I abused my power to ensure the police quickly closed the case as a suicide."

Ralph shook his head, still perplexed.

Larson was the heir to the Larson family's businesses. How could he have been so easily manipulated by you

deadly piece of leverage

a new, highly profitable soft drug. Christopher initially presented this as an opportunity to lure Aaron into the trap. However, Aaron didn't realize he was merely assisting Christopher in conducting live human experiments for the drug. Christopher never intended to profit from

to Mila, who had now taken full control of the

assets. Why would they turn to drug trafficking and associate with someone

business over the years. However, their investment in drug research yielded no results, leading their top investors

what does

Savrow. Aaron tried to back out and threatened that if anything happened to him, he would drag Christopher down with him. But again, you and I know exactly what kind of person Christopher is. He rewards loyalty and crushes opposition. Even a momentary slip of the tongue is enough for

ended up in a room with a girl. In the early morning, that girl died

with rage, his pupils dilating in shock. "What did you do with

site in the Eastern District. There was a half-poured concrete foundation. I threw her into

his sentence, Owen lowered his

Each drop hit the floor with a faint

a deafening roar. It was as if an overwhelming wave was about to consume, drown, and obliterate him entirely.

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