Chapter: 779

This middle-aged man happened to be the very person who had spoken in the recording, the doctor named Santino Felton, identifiable by a scar on the right side of his face.

Fixing a cold gaze upon Darian, Santino then offered a sardonic smile and spoke. “I must apologize for disappointing you, Mr. Anderson. Your men pursued me relentlessly, and I ultimately met the embrace of the sea. To my surprise, I found myself rescued.”

“You! What are you talking about?!” Darian’s anger surged to such heights that his words stumbled upon one another, his entire body trembling with fury.

Santino sneered, his tone dripping with scorn, “Darian, you possess an exceptional talent for abandoning those whom you have exploited. You had pledged fifty million dollars as payment after I manipulated Aimee into a state of madness. Yet, you failed to honor your promise, instead dispatching someone to end my life. I had envisioned a promising future, but you have shattered it. How do you intend to compensate me!”

Now, with the witness’s testimony and the presentation of evidence, the assembled crowd directed their gaze upon Darian.

Despite his face assuming an ashen hue, he remained obstinate, unwilling to concede, despite his growing awareness of the unfolding reality. After all, considering that Aimee had been dead for more than ten years, it was hard to find out the truth about her death! So he should just insist on denying Theodore’s words.

attempting to deflect accountability. “Furthermore, Aimee was merely an ordinary woman, hailing from a humble background. She experienced a Life

spouse. In that moment, as his gaze fell upon the coffin, the only sentiment that pervaded his eyes was unadulterated hatred. “She was an

disgrace for him to be accused in

anger intensified. He bellowed at Theodore, his voice resonating with disdain, “You are undoubtedly her son, embodying

Darian’s unrelenting refusal to show remorse, his

the verge of uttering a curse, but Theodore swiftly stepped in front of her, gently holding her hand. He turned around, enveloping her in a tender embrace, and

until she considered that perhaps this was all part of

silent, her anger still simmering as

accusing him of being unfilial. Yet, Theodore merely faced him, viewing his relentless attacks as being self-destructive. A light chuckle escaped

a father felt repeatedly challenged by Theodore’s casual and indifferent demeanor. In the midst of the onlookers, Darian’s

hell!” Overwhelmed by anger and shame, Darian persisted in

utterly insignificant!” Darian’s face flushed with anger as he scolded, but just then, a police whistle pierced the air outside

fell silent, his gaze fixated on the police car stationed

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