Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 617 This Cannot Be A Coincidence

The dim lighting inside the prison cell made the blade’s gleam more piercing.

With an insidious look in his eyes, Yael gripped the dagger and swung it directly at Cedrick’s waist.

The dagger was just about to penetrate Cedrick’s camouflage military uniform, and Yael began to visualize what a bloody mess his victim would soon become.

Yet, the dagger suddenly stopped in its trajectory, just a few centimeters away from its target.

Cedrick had grabbed Yael’s wrist so tightly that the latter couldn’t budge.

“To think that you even tried to murder me on my own turf,” Cedrick scoffed. “Are you that tired of living. Uncle Yael?”

Yael froze briefly before roaring with laughter. “I’m well aware that the Federal Bureau of Investigation won’t let me go even if I kill you.”

With a frown, Cedrick tightened his grip on Yael’s hand. The intense pain forced the latter to let go of his dagger so his opponent could take it.

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“You know you can’t kill me. Even if you could, there’s no way you’d be able to get away. But you still tried. you intend to go down together?” With the dagger now in his hands, Cedrick placed it over Yael’s neck. “How do you expect me to believe your confession if you act like this, Uncle Yael?”

“Every word I told you was the truth, Cedrick. You can look into what I said if you don’t believe me. My words are at least far more believable than those so-called truths your grandfather told you.” Yael spoke boldly and earnestly, still sounding like an elder advising someone younger despite being held at knifepoint. “Xander’s too naive, Cedrick. He gets used by others easily. Why don’t you let him go now that he’s secretly left the Federal Bureau of Investigation? He’ll never return to the Jenson residence or get in your way anymore.”

Cedrick pursed his lips, remaining frigid in spite of his uncle giving in and not giving a firm answer with regard to Xander.

“You should worry about yourself, Uncle Yael. Attempting to murder me with a dagger is no small matter.” You would’ve been released after getting detained for just a few days, but now, we might have to involve the Department of Justice. You could even go to jail.”

He sounded as cold as ice.

The atmosphere of the prison cell turned suffocating.

“As for Xander, we’ll deal with him depending on how legitimate your confession is.”

As those last words fell, Cedrick got up and walked out of the cell with the dagger, not looking back.

“I’m old now, Cedrick. Do what you want with me, but don’t go after Xander. Let me take his place,” Yael called out with a hint of hopelessness and a father’s despair in his voice the moment Cedrick arrived at the door.

Cedrick stopped in his tracks as though contemplating his uncle’s words.

still in his hand as he walked along

his parents. The only memories

really resort to such a foolish

for his son’s safety? And this dagger… They searched him before detaining him, so

him.

Investigation who had the

on the dagger, a complex

head.

was only after Neville showed up that he brushed aside all those heavy thoughts.

too good. Are you okay? Do you want to head back earlier and rest?” Neville

I visited him. This

took the weapon with both hands.

Cedrick left and returned to his office.

sitting on the couch drinking her coffee, awaiting his

as he walked in.

his thick military jacket, looking especially grim.

crash was no accident. It was a

“Uncle David? How

father, and although Gwendolyn didn’t know him well, he had once spoken up

and Yael were fighting for power. How could a leisurely old man like him who always minded his own business be

out for his wife’s face to ease her tension. “I know you don’t believe that.

tonight. Who do you think is lying, Hubby?” Gwendolyn

for a moment. “We’ll have to look into this. There are a lot of contradictions in both their statements, but we can’t rely on our judgment alone. We

how do you plan

protect Uncle David, that means we’ll have to talk to Uncle

stiffened as she

off

investigations yesterday, but according to Triss, Uncle David isn’t in Salinsburgh right now,” Gwendolyn answered truthfully.

he leave?”

a few days ago, the day Uncle Yael confronted

turried grave. “Did he leave at night?”

Gwendolyn nodded.

his own daughter doesn’t know when he’ll be back? This can’t be

Salinsburgh the moment he caught wind. It’s as if

Cedrick didn’t respond.