His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius by Derk Blaylock

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.

in prison awaited

realization brought tears streaming

anguish changed

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

were gone, the spacious room held only

turned to look at Belinda,

their fingers still entwined, and she

her voice remained

now I can let go of any lingering hope or illusions about

said, his tone laced with a sharp edge of anger. He

more at

head against his shoulder, her eyes shadowed with quiet

for a while longer before finally

they arrived home, Belinda headed straight

on the sofa and knitting a sweater, beamed at the sight

“Grandma, don’t overdo it with the knitting; it’s not good for your