The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"James!"

Charles' eyes lit up at the sight of James, as if he had just seen his lifeline.

He limped his way around the table to get to James when the police officer on duty restrained him by the shoulders for fear he might do something funny.

James sat there with his back sunk into his seat, but his wary eyes and pressed lips reflected his disdain for his criminal brother.

Family ties had never meant anything to James.

Throughout their childhood, Charles was James' playmate, but in adulthood, he became a mere tool for James' manipulation.

To safeguard his own power, James indulged Charles excessively, cleaning up after him and spoiling him rotten. This, however, ultimately proved to be Charles' downfall, keeping him dependent and easily controlled by James.

Alas, Charles was worthless.

All the more reason James could not stand Charles. He did not think it was his fault that his drastic measures made his brother a killer. Everything James did was to save him, so Charles should take the fall for the aftermath.

"How did I become a killer, James? I never killed anyone!"

Charles' cracked lips quivered as he said, "I'm being framed! The charge should be dropped! I'm innocent! Someone is out to get me! I would know if I killed anyone."

"Calm down, Charles. Hear me out."

throat and spoke slowly, in case Charles could not catch up. "The evidence in this case is overwhelming, including eyewitness accounts and physical evidence. Your accomplice is still in custody and has confessed to the police that you contracted him to silence

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it mattered? I told you many times that I would do my best to bail you out, but why didn't you keep your

me! I didn't kill anyone! How many times

both hands, his spit going everywhere. "Call Dad now! I want to talk to Dad! I'm his favorite son! He won't leave me to

told, Charles. I came to see you and talk

his brows. "I have done enough for you, but you never learned and kept testing Bella and Justin. Even

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to reduce your sentencing, and I will try to make your life comfortable in prison. That's the best I can

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far! Even if I'm dead, my shares will go to Dad, not you!" "Charles, hasn't reality sunk in yet? Do you think you'd still be here if Dad wanted to save you? You disappointed Dad for the last time, and he's

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take money and shares to your grave. What's the point of holding on to them Once judgment day is here, you with likely get a life sentence without parole. Even if I get your sentence reduced, you will be stripped of

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