Chapter 8
“Marcus, what did you find?“[]
He hung up the call, face darkened. “New leads on your dad’s case.“[]
My fork hit the floor.[]
Marcus told me that Frank Miller–the piece of shit who betrayed Dad–had finally crawled out of whatever hole he’d been hiding in.[]
Three days later, I walked into a private club room.[]
Frank’s disgusting face looked even worse under the low lights. He was stroking his glass like a pervert. “Well damn, Miss Sarah’s still a real knockout.“[]
I swallowed my nausea. “My dad trusted you. Why’d you fuck him over?“[]
“That Mia girl’s got skills–wrapped both the Richardson and Pierce heirs around her finger. We can’t argue with money and power, right?”
was shaking all over. “So it was Dylan and Cameron who paid you to frame Dad? And even had you came to my house…“]]
“Your family just had shit luck.” He suddenly leaned in close, reeking of booze. “How about you just stick with me and I’ll treat you real nice…“]
Before he could finish, his face twisted in agony.[]
“AHHH-“|
He screamed and collapsed, clutching his bloody crotch.
Marcus dropped his knife. “So dirty now.”
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“Frank, your wife and son are in Denver,” he said, staring down at the writhing man. “Do exactly what I tell you, and they stay breathing.“]]
After that, the door opened again and several men in zip ties got thrown inside. I recognized these bastards–they were the ones who’d broken into our house.[]
Marcus squeezed my hand, then casually stepped on one guy’s wrist until it snapped.]
The crack made me flinch.]]
When we left the room, screaming echoed behind us.[]
Marcus took a cloth from his assistant and slowly wiped the blood off his hands. “Sarah, they’ll never hurt anyone again.“[]
Watching Marcus’s cold profile, I realized the broken scholarship kid was long gone. This was a man who controlled everything now.
I’d looked him up secretly–founder of MB Industries, built from nothing, now worth billions.
“Clean this up,” he told his assistant,[]
Three days later, headlines exploded everywhere:[]
#Frank Miller Gang Sentenced for Assault Charges#]
#Construction Explosion Truth Finally Revealed#]
#Mitchell Group CEO Thomas Mitchell Gets Life Sentence#]
I clicked the video with shaking hands.[]
In the video, Frank looked like death, confessing everything. “The explosion was Thomas Mitchell’s fault. He was just Quinn’s driver back then…“[]
At that moment, my phone buzzed with the newest breaking news–Thomas Mitchell getting arrested at his office in front of everyone.]]
The comments exploded:[]
“What a backstabbing piece of shit!“]
“Robert Quinn was innocent this whole time!“[]
“The Mitchells can rot in hell!“]
I gripped my phone tight, tears blurring everything.[]
After all these years, Dad finally got justice.[]
I collapsed in front of the cold headstone.
“Dad! Mom! Emma! Did you see? Everyone knows the truth now!“]
Marcus stood silently behind me, waiting until I’d cried myself out before handing me tissues. “Come on. Let’s celebrate your father’s name being cleared.“]
We went to a French restaurant, Marcus filling me in on everything that had happened.[]
“Mia got kicked out of the Richardson house.”
“Already?” I took a bite of crème brûlée.
“Soon as her dad got sentenced, the Richardsons changed their tune real quick.” He smirked. “Two days ago she announced she’s pregnant, trying to trap Dylan.“]
“But I sent them a little gift.” He pulled out his phone, showing security footage of Mia and Cameron in a hotel hallway. “I had someone deliver this video to the Richardsons.”
“Is that real?” I leaned in closer.]
“Deep–fake. But once you plant that seed of doubt, think Dylan’s gonna trust her anymore?”
I raised my glass. “Nicely done.“]]
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