Chapter 388

"Where's the evidence?" Evelyn was the most on edge among the three. The moment she saw Wesley, she couldn't help but stride forward. She had been waiting for this moment for what felt like an eternity.

Wesley reached into his pocket and handed her the evidence. Evelyn clutched it tightly, tears brimming in her eyes. Slowly, she turned her gaze, burning with anger, toward Dahlia, then shifted to Charles, her voice icy and firm, "Charles, don't forget what you said at Charlie's grave."

"I stand by my word. If Wesley's claims against Dahlia are true, I won't cover it up," Charles replied, though his eyes were fixed on Dahlia. She lay on the hospital bed, looking frail and pale after her recent suicide attempt. Despite her weakened state, Dahlia met his gaze head-on, showing no sign of guilt or panic-just a raw sense of being wronged.

Charles' expression darkened as Evelyn began to play the recording. It was an audio clip. Without hesitation, she pressed play.

"Wesley, you know what would've happened to you today if I hadn't whisked you away."

"You know what I want. Take a day to mull it over and see what you can offer to keep my help."

"If not, I've got no reason to protect you anymore."

"Think it over and call me."

back to the Brooks estate and spoke these words. Initially, Evelyn

evidence," Wesley replied,

an accident-Wesley had done it on purpose. Her eyes darted to Dahlia on the bed,

Dahlia pulling

surge of emotions, Evelyn tried to keep her cool,

there never was any evidence. How could Dahlia possibly threaten me?" Wesley replied,

one who concocted the story about Dahlia

and Mr. Jenkins. You think they're

two years ago. Dahlia and Mr. Jenkins messed up, but

nearly ending him.

walk, stuck in

you, which is why they haven't fought

"Haven't

enough for

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