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Chapter 122

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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,

herself for the confrontation that she knew

Amber’s lips as she locked eyes with her father, the tension palpable

more than I expected, Father,” she remarked wryly,

her tone.

words, his pride wounded by his daughter’s sarcasm.

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steady, her resolve unyielding as she

to seek the truth, Father. And if that means seeing you in this uniform, then so be it,”

tone evident. “I need answers, and I will not rest until

daughter. “What do you want from me, Amber? You’ve already put me in this

you want now that you’ve put your own father in jail?” he began,

with a

compassion shining in her eyes. “I want the truth,

truth. Stop treating me like an idiot and

gentle yet firm. “Listen, Dad, Kayden may have pulled the strings at

also get in serious trouble if you don’t

you find a way out of it. I believe you owe me that much, Dad.”

frustration; exhaustion was etched into the lines of his face as he grappled with the weight of his past. With a weary sigh, he met his daughter’s gaze, steeling himself to delve into

Amber, then I will start from the beginning,” he

and bitterness.

night of her mother’s tragic accident, an act of recklessness perpetrated by a drunk teenage boy who had carelessly run a red light, robbing Martin of his beloved wife

shock and devastation

shattered by the

mother.

facing true justice… it was a torment that gnawed at my soul,” Martin confessed, his tone heavy with grief and regret.

had waged, the tears shed, and the pleas ignored as he sought to hold Kayden accountable for

had plagued their lives and the leniency shown to Kayden in the face of his unforgivable crime. “He

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his voice thick with emotion. “I fought for your mother, for us, but I was met with indifference and nothing but a

disregard.”

mother’s death. Tears glistened in

grief, her eyes blazing with unshed tears. “You spent nearly twenty years serving those who caused us such irreparable harm so how can I believe in your remorse when

“Complicit, you say?” he mused, a hint of sarcasm lacing his voice. “You have no idea, Amber, the depths of

justice.”

flooded back, 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

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