Chapter 1154

She'd barely managed to haul herself up-she'd just started to get back on her feet. Was all that swagger from the past few days nothing but a mirage, just a dream?

All those years of playing it safe, of keeping her head down, of making sacrifices -Florence had done it all for this moment, just to get her hands on Parisa's fortune!

Where had it gone wrong? She and Bryce had plotted every detail. Parisa shouldn't even be alive-she'd been poisoned, for God's sake!

It was all Whitney's fault... That damn woman and her stupid medical skills. She was the one who saved Parisa's life.

Florence's face was slick with cold sweat, pale and twisted with resentment as she stared at the screen, at Parisa's breathing face. She spun around, desperate, and tried pleading with Bryce. "Mr. Lutz, we can't get caught. We... we just can't

But Bryce was in no shape to help anyone. He didn't even look at her. At this point, Ludwik had already laid out all the evidence against them, and Phineas had called the President. The President himself had just declared them guilty.

Bryce knew, in that instant, it was game over.

Forget it—he was probably in just as much trouble and

the room started whispering and panicking, he slipped his hand into his jacket pocket and pulled out a tiny pistol. In two quick strides, he was behind Phineas's wheelchair.

before he could even process what was happening, the cold barrel of a gun pressed

shouted for

stacks of evidence to the press, letting them snap photos when he heard the commotion. He spun around just

Bryce didn't even have a chance

grip on the gun

danger! This is bad, really bad!" Mr. Evans gasped, panic spreading among the board members. Seeing the gun, most of them instinctively shrank back to

"SWAT, get in here and take Bryce

himself

tumbled into the room, rolling a few feet and out of Bryce's reach-safely away

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