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!

well. The sports car skidded to a

was his only concern and attachment to the Salvador family. His grandfather was the one who truly treated

“Grandpa, Grandpa…”

his hoarse

sitting on a bench, cradling a sleeping Carrie in her arms. The scene was serene, like a delicately painted

lashes, Bella gently caressed the girl in her arms. Her features were serene and peaceful, emitting a radiant and holy light, though her petite figure seemed to harbor an unstoppable

and bitterness surged through Justin’s nose. Fortunately, she

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

was fleeting. Bella’s gaze toward him again turned indifferent, cold, and

over, I suppose? Is it right for

felt as if he had

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