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!

as well. The sports car skidded to a stop at the hospital entrance. Without any

was the one who truly treated him as a beloved grandson, showering him with genuine care and

“Grandpa, Grandpa…”

like the wind, his hoarse voice murmuring repeatedly.

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

and peaceful, emitting a radiant and holy light, though her petite figure seemed to harbor an

of guilt and bitterness surged through

converging. In that brief moment of confusion, a trace of

him again turned indifferent, cold, and ruthless.

Gold’s birthday banquet is over, I suppose? Is it right for

foul language, but Justin felt as if he

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