"James!"

Charles' eyes lit up at the sight of James, as if he had just seen his lifeline.

He limped his way around the table to get to James when the police officer on duty restrained him by the shoulders for fear he might do something funny.

James sat there with his back sunk into his seat, but his wary eyes and pressed lips reflected his disdain for his criminal brother.

Family ties had never meant anything to James.

Throughout their childhood, Charles was James' playmate, but in adulthood, he became a mere tool for James' manipulation.

To safeguard his own power, James indulged Charles excessively, cleaning up after him and spoiling him rotten. This, however, ultimately proved to be Charles' downfall, keeping him dependent and easily controlled by James.

Alas, Charles was worthless.

All the more reason James could not stand Charles. He did not think it was his fault that his drastic measures made his brother a killer. Everything James did was to save him, so Charles should take the fall for the aftermath.

"How did I become a killer, James? I never killed anyone!"

Charles' cracked lips quivered as he said, "I'm being framed! The charge should be dropped! I'm innocent! Someone is out to get me! I would know if I killed anyone."

"Calm down, Charles. Hear me out."

evidence in this case is overwhelming, including eyewitness accounts and physical evidence. Your accomplice is still in custody and has confessed to the police that you contracted him to silence the

pale. "When did I ask

have always taken my advice, growing up. Why did you make the wrong move when it mattered? I told you many times that I would do my best to bail you out, but why didn't you

How many times do I

hands, his spit going everywhere. "Call Dad now! I want to talk to Dad! I'm his

I came to see you and talk to you on

his brows. "I have done enough for you, but you never learned and kept testing Bella and Justin. Even God can't

mean? Are you giving

and I will try to make your life comfortable in prison. That's the best I can do

secretary, who pulled out a file from his

out a pen, as he was afraid Charles might go crazy and use the pen

at the

was a contract to transfer shares, and Charles was

to

heaved heavily and shouted angrily, "I'm not dead. I might be able to get out of here! You can't wait to take my shares? You pushed too far! Even if I'm dead, my shares will go to Dad, not you!" "Charles, hasn't reality sunk in yet? Do you think you'd still be here if Dad wanted to save you? You disappointed Dad for

like

get a life sentence without parole. Even if I get

you are

his teeth, tempted to take his prosthetic leg and hit him on the head. "I see what's going on You're not here to save me. You are just stirring shit

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