Chapter 297

Ralph Thompson, the seventh son of the Thompson family, aspired to be a crime-fighting police officer since childhood. Now, he had fulfilled his dream and had become the captain of the first Criminal Investigation Division in Savrow.

“Yeah, yeah! Beat him to death! Give it to him until he can’t take it anymore!” Ralph’s words also stirred Axel’s emotions. “Can’t you detectives use some unique methods during

interrogation?”

“We prosecutors don’t have that authority. Don’t waste this chance!” Axel said, slamming his fist on the car window.

Asher, on the side, listened with a wry smile.

Wyatt Thompson’s daughters were refined and elegant, like princesses. However, his sons were aggressive and often resorted to brute force. Even more so than him, who had once been on the streets.

The three brothers, working together, left those targeted with only two paths – a dead end or no way out!

him as well. The sports car skidded to a stop

concern and attachment to the Salvador family. His grandfather was the one who truly treated him as

“Grandpa, Grandpa…”

his hoarse voice

bench, cradling a sleeping Carrie in her

Her features were serene and peaceful, emitting a radiant and holy light, though her petite figure seemed to harbor an unstoppable and powerful force. Whenever someone needed her, she

a sense of guilt and bitterness surged through

and locked eyes with Justin, their gazes meeting like rivers converging. In that brief moment of confusion, a trace of long-lost warmth flickered in her

Bella’s gaze toward him again turned indifferent, cold,

Is it right for Mr. Salvador to leave that

rush over? She refrained from using foul language, but Justin felt as if he had been stripped naked, publicly

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