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CHAPTER 630
Persis stood her ground until the last of her breath was spent, chest heaving, eyes still burning.The brothers crumbled under the weight of the room’s collective scorn, faces pale, eyes darting.Just as the chaos reached its peak, a heavy hand landed on Persis’s shoulder.She jumped, turning to see Thomas. He had returned from the car, his expression unreadable but his presence grounding."It's enough, Miss Persis," Thomas said quietly. "You’ve said what needed to be said. He needs you now."Persis glanced at the broken remnants of the Griffin family, then back at Thomas. The fire in her eyes dimmed, replaced by weary exhaustion. She nodded once, tucked a stray hair behind her ear, and let Thomas lead her through the throng of shouting police and angry spectators.*****The cool, damp air of the parking garage was a sharp contrast to the courtroom’s suffocating heat.As Thomas opened the rear door of the black sedan, Persis sank into the leather seat, adrenaline finally draining f
CHAPTER 629
Back in the courtroom, the gunshot’s echo finally died, replaced by a silence so dense it felt as if it were crushing the air from the room.Harold’s body lay slumped on the floor, his final act of spite complete.He had died as he had lived, sacrificing everything to ensure he had the last word.Tedmond stood frozen, his hand still reaching into empty air.“Tedmond!”Persis broke through the crowd, her face ashen. She grabbed his arm, her touch finally grounding him.“Tedmond, we have to move. The police are calling a lockdown.”He turned his head slowly. His eyes were hollow, reflecting the red and blue flashes of emergency lights through the high windows.“He did it,” Tedmond whispered, his voice cracking. “He killed the only map I had.”“We’ll find another way,” Persis said fiercely, pulling him toward the side exit as bailiffs shoved the shouting press back. “Thomas is already on the phone. We’re not giving up.”As they passed the defense table, Tedmond’s gaze caught on Frank a
CHAPTER 628– Harold’s Backstory I
The courtroom floor was cold, but the memory that flooded the void in the wake of the gunshot burned white-hot.Before the mansions, before the Griffin Group, before the corruption, there was a seven-year-old Harold.He wasn’t a monster then. He was just a boy living in the shadow of his mother, Vivian Griffin.The memory unfolded in the sprawling, manicured gardens of the old Griffin estate.Back then, they weren’t billionaires, but they were the elite of the county.Harold’s best friend wasn’t a Griffin.It was Leo, the son of the estate’s head stableman.They were inseparable.Leo was bold and charismatic, with a laugh that made Harold’s stiff, disciplined life feel bearable.“We’re brothers, right, Harold?” Leo had asked one afternoon, perched high in the branches of an oak tree. “When we grow up, we’ll run this place together.”“Brothers,” Harold had whispered, looking up with genuine adoration.But the core memory that broke Harold came during the Griffins’ annual Autumn Gala, th
CHAPTER 627
The thought hit him like a physical blow. He pictured her not as a ghost, but as a prisoner in some dark, concrete hell, waiting for a son who thought she was under six feet of dirt.The guilt was instantaneous, a suffocating wave that threatened to break his composure.He had been playing for stocks and buildings while his mother was being held by gangsters."She’s alive," Tedmond repeated, his voice barely a breath."She was too valuable to kill," Harold sneered, enjoying the way Tedmond’s face had finally crumbled. "And now, you'll never find her. Every day you spend in that penthouse, just know she’s under the dirt… just not the kind you think."Tedmond’s inner struggle was visible in the frantic twitch of his eyes.The logic that had made him a king was battling the raw, bleeding hope of a son.He wanted to scream, to wrap his hands around Harold's throat and tear the location from him, but he was paralyzed by the weight of the lie he had lived for years."Tedmond!" Persis’s voic
CHAPTER 626
The air in the room vanished, replaced by a raw, jagged panic.The low, professional murmurs of the gallery spiked into a chorus of terror.Reporters scrambled over one another, the sound of heavy benches scraping against the floorboards echoing like thunder."He has a gun! Get down!" someone shrieked from the back.A woman’s sharp, piercing scream cut through the chaos, followed by the frantic sobbing of a clerk who had crawled beneath a desk."TEDMOND!" Harold roared again, the sound tearing from his throat like an animal's.Tedmond didn’t hesitate.In a single he stepped in front of Persis.
CHAPTER 625
“Order!” The Judge hammered his gavel until the room fell into a deathly silence.He leaned over the bench, eyes fixed on the three brothers.“I have sat on this bench for thirty years. I have seen killers, thieves, and monsters. But rarely do I see men who look at the lives they’ve destroyed… lives of their own blood and lives of the poor and demand ‘fairness.’”Flipping through the final pages of the indictment, he continued,“The evidence provided by the whistleblower, who, for the record, has delivered more forensic proof than I’ve seen in a decade, is overwhelming. The accidental deaths resulted from grade-four steel being used where grade-one was required. You traded lives for profit margins. And the treatment of the minor in your care…”The Judge’s eyes softened briefly as they flicked to Tedmond, then hardened again.“It is a miracle he survived you at all.”“We didn’t know!” Harold pleaded, voice now a pathetic whine. “The contractors lied to us!”“The signatures on the cost-
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