The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 138

Chapter 138: Truth

"Helen, your daughter is the one reason the Rosario family is enemies with the dark hand. They had your daughter killed because someone wanted to get this evidence into your hands," Ray said. The grea

The great attorney general's daughter had married into the Mafia. This was something very few knew. When she died, he had thought life had caught up with her.

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"Are you saying that the reason the Rosario family and the dark hands are enemies is because they killed Helen?" he asked. From the look on his face, he clearly aged several decades.

"That drive is merely the tip of the iceberg. He has operatives placed throughout the government and throughout law enforcement. He has the entire government working as goons. The country is corrupt. Marcus felt a headache building behind his eyes. "What do you want?"

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"I am a law-abiding citizen, Marcus. I want justice," Ray said simply, and Marcus raised a brow.

"What do you really want?" he asked.

"I want drama. I want a show to capture the entire country, to capture the entire world. I want to make him a star," Ray said.

Silence fell over the office as Marcus weighed his options. If the information is that bad, the country would become a joke. Chapy - the Truth

"I'll need time to verify this information," Marcus said finally.

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creating right now is evidence enough Ray said, straightening his suit. Marcus thought about it. He could strike while

in the air as Shaw made his way to the door. He paused with his hand on the handle and

conversation between us. It would be a shame if anything were to happen to

could respond, Shaw was gone, leaving nothing but the USB drive and the lingering scent of expensive

span of a few minutes, his entire world, had been turned upside down. He stared at the innocent-looking USB drive on his desk, knowing that its contents could cause chaos in the

afternoon sun cast long shadows across the manicured lawns of the Rose mansion, its warm light filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the spacious

her dark eyes fixed on Henry, who lay sprawled on the Persian rug, doing his homework

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manicured

sofa. Something felt off today-a

She could not get used to it. The little boy looked up from his home work. "What does Uncle do for a living?!! Anya

excited to answer. "That's... your uncle

be home for dinner, but the hands of the clock inched closer

in her head. "Why don't you go up to your room and pick out a book for us to read later?"

slightly. "But Uncle is coming home soon. Can't

course, but it might be a little while. Go on now; I'll

Anya moved swiftly to the window, looking out from behind

in her throat at the sight of

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windows hiding those inside

Anya heard the muffled voice of the butler, engaged in what sounded like a

She did not think she was in danger. The rose mansion was covered with guards. The men in the cars made her think

swung open, revealing the butler's worried face, making her even

said, his voice strained. "There are gentlemen here to see you. They are