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?" Florence's eyes

leaned back, studying her

dinner with Gilbert Guise just last night.

he's always had a thing for her. Apparently, he once

Florence froze, stunned.

Charles Kingston, only to

Gilbert Guise-he

family ruled Paris, a state far richer and

married Gilbert, it would be the greatest triumph of Florence's

Florence's eyes. "If that's true, then this will

Ricardo shrugged uncertainly.

know. I saw Sophia outside.

hand on the table,

need to talk to her

front of

sharply, wasting no time, "call Gilbert Guise immediately.

uneasily, looking

this. I'm working on it another way. I hired

investigate. Please, just give him a little more

Florence's voice rose dangerously.

right now! Why are you being so

"I don't

from her hand. "Then give me his number! I'll talk to him

in

dialed Guise's number, her

Florence Lancaster-Sophia's mother. Listen, my son James-Sophia's brother-is in

some strings and

cool and composed,

I'd love

I'm still

she shot a furious glance at

had run away from Gilbert Guise,

would kill to share

what happened," Florence rushed to

have another date tonight? I'll

softly,

I'll consider helping your son. But make sure

Florence agreed quickly, her mind

didn't you once say you wanted to marry

still feel that way?"

voice softened with smug

knows I'd love nothing

the opportunity immediately. "Wonderful! Don't

laughed, his tone both

start preparing

pressed further, desperate to lock down the deal. "Why

this week-the sooner,

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