Chapter 255

Vincent's gaze was sharp and accusatory, pinning Claire in place with the intensity of a betrayed husband who's just caught his wife in the act—rage and disbelief warring in his eyes.

Claire shot him a frosty glance, as if he were nothing more than a passing stranger, then looked away, her expression cool and distant, making it clear she wanted nothing to do with him.

Ever since his legs had been shattered in county lockup, Vincent's emotions had become wild and uncontrollable-one moment he was seething with anger, the next drowning in despair.

And when he lost his license to practice law, the career he'd spent his life building fell apart in an instant.

It didn't stop there. His house, his car, his savings-all seized overnight. In a split second, he'd plummeted from his high-flying life to rock bottom, with no hope of getting back up.

The confident, ambitious Vincent of the past was long gone. Now, he eked out an existence in a dank, windowless basement, where the ever-present smell of mold and the oppressive darkness gnawed at his soul.

Friends, colleagues, even strangers-people he'd once known or barely met- now looked at him with nothing but scorn and derision. In over twenty years, he'd never known this kind of humiliation; not even during those hard years growing up in the orphanage had he felt his dignity trampled so completely.

He'd lost everything-his career, his status, his wealth. It had all vanished overnight.

all he had left-a single glimmer of hope

spent every day and night longing

his wish. But the scene before him struck like a bolt of

Vincent as if he were

saw this

Vincent blocked Claire's path. His voice trembled, desperate and pleading. "Claire, I asked you a question. Who is

impatient. "Who

like a sledgehammer to the chest. For a moment, he couldn't

so hard into the metal frame of his wheelchair that his knuckles turned white. The icy steel bit into his skin, but even that chilling pain couldn't compare to the cold

cutting him off

He couldn't accept it.

it not concern me? We grew up together! We're

childhood friend, but you're not my father. You don't get to

He glared at Jeffry, the man by Claire's side,

spat out, "Claire, have you forgotten our promise? You said

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