As the guests were leaving, Russell personally saw them off, as told by Liam. When Stacy was leaving, she shook Russell’s hand and angrily smiled, “You days of happiness are numbered, young one. I’ll make you lick my son’s boots soon enough. Just you wait.”“I’m afraid you’ll be forced to wait forever because that’s never going to happen,” Russell replied. “In fact, it will be you and your son who’ll be touching my feet and Kyra’s feet. It’s only a matter of time before that happens.”“Hmph. Drivel.” Stacy snorted and walked away in her black Hummer, driving by herself.“If I can prove that Roddick killed Trevor, then he’s not going to escape jail time,” Russell muttered under his breath. “I have to find the proof so I can put him behind bars. This way, he won’t be able to bother me, Kyra, and my family.” Because Natasha and Roddick were trying to mess with James from behind the scenes, Russell felt the urge to quickly destroy Roddick’s career for good. What better way than to uncover
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