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 her

Guise just last night. It's the talk

a thing for her. Apparently, he once said he wanted to marry

Florence froze, stunned.

up with Charles Kingston, only to watch that pathetic fool lose favor

Guise-he was

family ruled Paris, a state far richer and

be the greatest triumph

Florence's eyes. "If that's true,

Ricardo shrugged uncertainly.

outside. She seemed

her hand on the table, making

I need to talk to her

minutes, Sophia stood reluctantly in front

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

uneasily,

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

give him a

Florence's voice rose dangerously.

can end this nightmare right now! Why are

firmly. "I

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

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

and dialed Guise's number, her hands

Gilbert? This is Florence Lancaster-Sophia's mother. Listen,

please pull some

back cool and

You know, Florence, I'd love to help, but

last night. I'm still pretty unhappy about

and she shot a furious glance at

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

kill to share his bed, her foolish

what happened," Florence

have another date tonight? I'll personally make sure everything goes

chuckled softly,

that's a promise, maybe I'll consider helping your son. But make sure Sophia herself calls

Florence

didn't you once say you

still feel that way?"

softened with smug

nothing more than

the opportunity immediately. "Wonderful! Don't worry,

tone both confident

start preparing

further, desperate to lock down

do it this week-the sooner,

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