LOGIN"Who was it?" Justin asked, raising a brow. Beneath his calm and charming facade, his heart began to pound. Though he maintained an outward composure, the panic simmering underneath was impossible to fully conceal. Cyrus—the young, brilliant, and seasoned criminal investigator—was far too perceptive to be deceived. He saw straight through Justin's act, the corner of his lips curling into a cold, knowing smirk. "It was someone you know very well—Mr. Beckett Senior's secretary, Ben Gorham. He has turned himself in and made a full confession about his role in disposing of the body and covering up for you all those years ago."He has told us everything. I suggest you confess and accept your punishment. You can't hide your crimes any longer."Justin scoffed. "When you arrested me, didn't you say I had the right to remain silent?" He folded his arms across his chest and leaned back casually. Closing his eyes as if utterly at ease, he added, "I won't say another word until my attorney
The interrogation room was cold and dimly lit, enclosed by gray, dusty walls. A video camera stood fixed in front of Justin, its green indicator blinking steadily. Beside him, the one-way mirror revealed nothing but impenetrable darkness. A harsh white light poured down from above, casting his pale, expressionless face in stark relief—like an invisible net slowly tightening around him. Demon or monster, it didn't matter. In a place like this, the truth always surfaced. "So," Cyrus began coolly, "would you prefer an unforgettable interrogation, or will you come clean on your own?"He sat across from Justin with another officer, both of them watching him with sharp, unyielding eyes. This time, Cyrus faced the man before him with complete composure. "There's a world of difference between us dragging the truth out of you and you offering it willingly, Mr. Beckett," he continued. "You've got a top-tier legal team, and this isn't your first time dealing with a situation like this.
Alyssa was stunned. They had waited far too long for this moment. Her gaze lingered on Jasper beside her—his profile sharp, his expression cold. The glint in his eyes masked emotions too deep to read. Justin's face darkened instantly, and his eyes snapped toward Javier. "Why are you looking at me? Do you think I was the one who filed the police report?" Javier shot him a mocking look, a smirk tugging his lips. There was no trace of fatherly warmth in his eyes—only the undisguised delight of a man watching his enemy march toward ruin. "Though I truly wish I had. If the authorities hadn't arrested you first, I would've reported you myself. Unfortunately for me, someone beat me to it."Justin, this is karma finally catching up to you. The wages of sin is death. Every life you've taken, every crime you've committed, you'll pay for them sooner or later. The law will punish you. A life for a life.""Is that so? And on what grounds?" Justin curled his pale lips into a cold smirk. His
Everyone turned toward the sound of approaching footsteps at the same time. In the next instant, Justin's expression darkened, his jaw tightening. Alyssa and Jasper stared in shock. They exclaimed in unison, "Cyrus?"Cyrus gave a brief nod. Then, without wasting a second, he led two subordinates straight toward Javier. "Mr. Javier, please come with us."He had been brief, addressing Javier with a politeness that went straight to the point. Javier's lips curled into a bitter smile. He cast one last, lingering look at the closed doors of the emergency room before directing a tender gaze toward Jasper and Alyssa. He observed them quietly, as if every second were a final fleeting chance to memorize their faces. Jasper had never grown up under Javier's care. Though Javier claimed to have loved Anne above all others, he had never legally wedded her, nor had he given her his whole heart while she lived. Worse, he had neglected and failed their only son. Only now, in the eleventh h
Justin's smile was nothing more than a mask for his malice. The sarcasm in his voice made one's skin crawl. Javier snorted, then burst into laughter. It grew louder and wilder by the second until his cackling echoed through the empty corridor. For the first time in his life, he laughed without restraint—completely unguarded. As the eldest son of the Beckett family of his generation and the chairman of Beckett Group, he had been subjected to the strictest upbringing since childhood. His manners, etiquette, even his posture—everything had been meticulously shaped in the image of aristocracy. He had lived his entire life within invisible lines drawn for him. To meet the expectations of an heir, he had always followed the rules, playing every role to perfection—an obedient son, a respectable chairman, a stern father. There was barely a moment when he could truly be himself. No—there was one. Only once in his life had he chosen to live for himself. That was when he brought Jaspe
The devastating shock and crushing news finally proved too much for Newton's frail body. He collapsed, unable to endure any longer. Alyssa, Jasper, Ben, Javier, and the others gathered anxiously in the corridor outside the hospital's emergency room. Every second stretched endlessly, their hearts suspended in dread. Alyssa stood apart in a corner, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face, her fear and worry laid bare. As Jasper thought of Newton fighting for his life behind those closed doors, his gaze fell on her tear-streaked face. His hands clenched into fists at his sides until his knuckles blanched and the veins on the back of his hands bulged. The pain in his chest was beyond words. Just as he pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and stepped toward Alyssa, the sound of heavy, rhythmic footsteps echoed down the corridor, unnervingly steady. It was Justin. Jasper's eyes darkened. He stopped in his tracks, tightening his grip around the handkerchief. Justin approac
"The maid heard a silence. After that, I saw …" Jasper's voice trailed off, and his chest heaved. His eyes were bloodshot, and his nostrils flared.His palms sweated and trembled in Alyssa's grip as he revisited the scene of his mother's fatal fall.For the first time, he learned about the dull thud p
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