Chapter 122

Chapter 122

Third–Person Pov

Q

89%

Up to 30% off

It had been precisely twenty–four hours since the fateful moment when Amber’s father, Martin Grey,

was accused and subsequently arrested for his involvement in drug trafficking and money laundering.

The events that had transpired made Amber feel a little disappointed and saddened, but she steeled

herself, preparing to face her father for the first time since his incarceration. She had

orchestrated this chain of events, providing Detective Garcia with the evidence necessary to secure

her father’s arrest, fully aware of the repercussions that would follow.

As she made her way to the visitation room of the prison, Amber’s thoughts swirled with a mixture of

apprehension and determination. She already knew that her father was merely a figurehead in the

illicit dealings orchestrated by Kayden Black, the true mastermind behind the operation, and she was determined to prove this.

However, Martin’s stubbornness and strange loyalty to Kayden had left her with no choice but to take

drastic measures to retrieve the evidence she needed. If her father refused to comply with her demands

she was prepared to let him face the consequences of his actions, knowing full well that he had willingly aided Kayden’s nefarious businesses.

On entering the visitation room, Amber settled into a chair, her gaze fixed on the door as she

awaited her father’s arrival. Martin had been swiftly incarcerated without the possibility of bail,

thanks to Richard’s connections with the judge, who had ensured that Martin remained behind bars

until his trial.

The evidence against the company was indisputable, leaving Martin with little recourse unless he

could provide evidence to implicate Kayden as the true architect of the illegal operations.

After what seemed like an eternity, the door creaked open, and Martin Grey was escorted into the

room, clad in the stark uniform of a prisoner. Despite expecting this sight, a pang of sadness tugged

at Amber’s heart as she took in her father’s disheveled appearance. She swallowed her emotions,

the confrontation that she knew was

sigh escaped Amber’s lips as she locked eyes with her father, the

expected, Father,”

in her tone.

her words, his pride wounded by his daughter’s sarcasm. “Are

1/4

Sat, 9

le D

89%

Chapter 122

me, Amber?” he retorted, his voice tinged with a

to 30%

gaze remained steady, her resolve unyielding as she met her father’s

means seeing you in this uniform,

evident. “I need answers, and I

crossing his eyes as he regarded his daughter. “What do you want from me, Amber? You’ve already put me

do you want now that

a hint

expression softened, a glimmer of compassion shining in her eyes. “I want the truth,

like an idiot and just tell the fucking truth,” she implored, her

pulled the strings at your

also get in serious

and I will help you find a way out of it. I believe you owe me

a weary sigh, he met his daughter’s gaze, steeling himself

from the beginning,” he began,

and bitterness.

events that had forever altered the course of their lives. The night of her mother’s tragic accident, an act of recklessness perpetrated by a drunk teenage boy

with emotion as he described the shock and devastation that had consumed him in

by the senseless loss of

mother.

one responsible, Kayden Black, would escape without facing true justice… it was a torment that gnawed at my soul,” Martin

shed, and the pleas ignored as he sought to hold Kayden accountable for his heinous

plagued their lives and the leniency shown to Kayden in the face of his unforgivable crime. “He was given a slap on

2/4

9 Mar

le D

89%

Chapter 122

30%

with. It was a mockery of justice, Amber,” he lamented, his voice thick with emotion. “I fought for your mother, for

disregard.”

intently, her heart heavy with her father’s pain and the injustice of her mother’s death. Tears glistened in

mix of anger and grief, her eyes blazing with unshed tears. “You spent

bitter edge to his amusement as he processed her words. “Complicit, you say?” he mused, a hint of sarcasm lacing his voice. “You have

justice.”

Martin recounted the aftermath of his wife’s tragic death. He explained how weeks of agonizing depression had clouded him until a visit from Anthony Black changed his life. Anthony had offered Martin a way out, an audacious offer of compensation, and the promise to fill the void left by his wife’s absence with material wealth and

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255