The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 836

Beside him, Cormac was still pouring his heart out to Whitford.

With handcuffs around his wrists, tears brimmed in the man's eyes as he clutched his younger brother's hand, his voice choked with emotion, "Whitford, you've been through so much."

Cormac's lips quivered, and just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of Vivienne's icy stare drifting their way.

Suddenly feeling a pang in his stomach, Cormac's face went pale as he gripped Whitford's hand tighter, "Bro, you have to save me!"

"You've always been the best to me. Please, help Vivienne win this case. Then I can be free again, I beg you!"

His words were whispered so close to Whitford's ear that only those few nearby could hear.

Emrys tilted his head slightly, catching Whitford's hesitant look from the corner of his eye.

His murky eyes flashed with sharpness, and with a clear provocation in his tone, he said, "Cormac, don't make it hard for your brother. You saw the live broadcast, didn't you? For his old flame, he wouldn't ever care about your life. Why else do you think that woman Vivienne could get us out so early?"

His gruff voice, though unpleasant, struck Whitford's heart like a hammer.

His eyes suddenly filled with a murderous intent, "Emrys, I'd advise you to keep it straight, stop stirring trouble!"

Emrys, now in a state of reckless abandon, not fearing Whitford's threats, retorted, "I'm just telling it like it is. But let me warn you, that girl Vivienne is capable of anything! If you mess up her plans, it's not just you, but your dear brother here who will pay dearly!"

"You..." Whitford felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped over him.

Whitford came

Emrys, his murderous gaze fading, replaced

save your schemes, if I were you. You know Vivienne and Percival's

you really think you

words, barely audible, pierced Whitford's heart like a sharp knife. Emrys, not

makes

Right!

never loved

her body, how could she possibly leave

witnesses for the plaintiff, what are your

judge's clear voice echoed, the last shred of hesitation in Whitford's

shareholders of Littleton Pharmaceuticals and a

you lost your

Cormac appeared, Harrison knew

against the overwhelming facts, he stood

he hadn't expected Whitford to expose himself so thoroughly, "What nonsense are you spouting? I... I've never

have years of investment records with Schram Corporation, as

"Whitford!"

you anymore Whitford feigned a casual tone as he pretended to

in a cell for years, hardly speaking to anyone, Whitford's

few words, he laid bare

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