Chapter 1352:

Lucas regarded Lamont with cold detachment.

His lips parted as he delivered a chilling, merciless order. “Hand him and all the evidence over to the police.”

“Yes, Mr. Clark,” Gordon responded promptly.

Lamont’s complexion went ashen.

His knees buckled, and he collapsed to the floor, his body limp with defeat.

He broke down, sobbing and begging for mercy, “Mr. Clark, please, have mercy! I know I messed up! I’m begging you, just spare me this time…”

At that moment, despair swallowed Lamont whole.

The thought of the evidence—his faked death, his betrayal of Timothy, and his theft of Timothy’s identity—reaching the police crushed any flicker of hope.

lifetime in prison awaited

tears streaming down his

anguish changed

black-clad bodyguards, who seized him and hauled him out

they were gone, the spacious room held

look at Belinda, his expression heavy with

fingers still entwined, and she

voice remained steady. “Lucas, I’m

go of any lingering hope or illusions about the people who only

with a sharp edge of anger. He slid his

at

shoulder, her eyes shadowed with quiet pain. Her voice was a

sat together for a while

they arrived home, Belinda

seated on the sofa and knitting a sweater, beamed

down beside her, her tone gentle. “Grandma, don’t overdo it

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