The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 340

Inside the locked room, Florence paced anxiously, her mind racing faster in these past thirty minutes than it had in the last three years.

Panic gnawed at her chest as she frantically searched for a way out-for herself and her precious son.

Suddenly, the lock clicked, and the door swung open.

Florence turned sharply as Ricardo, their family lawyer, stepped inside.

"Ricardo! Thank God!" Florence rushed toward him. "You have to understand- didn't plan any of this. James didn't kill anyone! You must help us!"

Ricardo set his briefcase down on the table and sat across from them, his expression grim.

"I'm doing everything I can."

Florence grabbed the table, her knuckles white.

"Ricardo, this is a huge mistake! We shouldn't even be here!"

"Listen carefully, Mrs. Lancaster," Ricardo said calmly.

"This isn't about guilt or innocence anymore. If the authorities say James killed that girl, then in their eyes, he's guilty."

Florence stared at him in disbelief. "What are you saying? Where is the justice in that?"

Ricardo sighed deeply.

"This isn't about justice. Innocent or guilty, once the police decide, it's done. It's all part of a game, and right now, we're losing."

James slammed his fist on the table. "I didn't do it!"

"Believe me," Ricardo's voice fell to a weary whisper, "some of the men locked up are innocent. It doesn't matter. They'll still rot behind bars for decades."

Florence's face drained of color as the reality sank in.

Prison meant a lifetime behind those cold, iron bars-no escape, no hope.

"Ricardo," she pleaded desperately, eyes brimming with tears, "please, tell me you've found something. Anything!"

Ricardo hesitated briefly, then leaned forward.

"I have found one way out for both of you. But I'm not sure you'll agree to it."

Florence's eyes brightened urgently. "What is it? Tell us!"

"The officer handling your case is on Gilbert Guise's payroll. If Guise tells him you're innocent, the charges will vanish."

"Guise?" Florence frowned. "You mean Gilbert Guise, the son of Herbert Guise, the governor of Paris State?"

Ricardo nodded solemnly. "Exactly."

Florence's heart sank. "But I don't have any connection to him."

Ricardo raised an eyebrow. "Really? Because that's not what I heard."

hear?"

back, studying

dinner with Gilbert Guise

for her. Apparently, he once said he wanted to marry Sophia

Florence froze, stunned.

Kingston, only to watch that pathetic

Guise-he was practically

a state far richer

Gilbert, it would be the greatest

"If that's true, then this

Ricardo shrugged uncertainly.

I saw Sophia outside. She seemed hesitant almost unwilling-to

on the

I need to talk to her

front of her mother, eyes

Florence demanded sharply, wasting no time, "call Gilbert Guise immediately. He's our

uneasily, looking

out of this. I'm working on it another way. I

to investigate. Please, just give

Florence's voice rose dangerously.

can end this nightmare right now! Why are you

firmly. "I don't

"Then give

but Florence held her firmly, determination blazing in her eyes, leaving Sophia no choice but

quickly grabbed her phone and dialed Guise's number, her

is Florence Lancaster-Sophia's mother. Listen,

pull some

came back cool and composed, tinged with

I'd love to help, but your daughter

on me last night. I'm

she

absurdity—her daughter had run away from Gilbert Guise, the prince of

share his bed, her foolish daughter had

happened," Florence rushed to say,

you two have another date tonight? I'll personally

softly,

son. But make sure Sophia herself calls me-I certainly won't be dating

course, of course," Florence agreed quickly,

you once say you wanted to

still feel that way?"

softened with

nothing more

immediately. "Wonderful! Don't worry, she'll

laughed, his tone both confident and

I'll start preparing

lock down the deal. "Why

do it this week-the sooner,

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