NovelStart"P-Police?! Those lowly creatures are at our door again?!" Charles recalled the harrowing days he spent in the detention center, when he was living worse than pigs and dogs. He was determined to never return to eating scraps and living in foul conditions. Terrified, he exclaimed, “Dad! James! You must stop them from getting to me!" Upon hearing this, Lance's face turned grim, and he began pacing back and forth in distress.
"Don't panic, Charles." James walked over and patted his brother's trembling shoulders. "I've had people closely monitoring those two girls, and they haven't made any contact with the police yet, which means they're not planning to testify. If they stay silent, we can likely downplay this entire affair to nothing. Besides, considering the hit rate of Amelia's live stream yesterday, the police had to make an appearance for the sake of it. Otherwise, wouldn't they look useless to the public? Let's find out why they're here first." When the Iversons cdownstairs, their expressions darkened at the sight of their visitors.
Ralph and two subordinate officers were at the center of the living room. His demeanor was sharp and commanding, exuding an air of authority that was majestic and cold.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLance's expression turned particularly sour, a hint of envy creeping into his heart.
Wyatt's children were all exceptionally talented and attractive, overshadowing his own children in both appearance and capabilities. Even Ralph, the youngest son of Wyatt's second wife and merely a detective, possessed such an outstanding demeanor.
Usually, parents view their children as treasures. However, recalling the shameful actions of Astrid and Charles only fueled Lance's frustration. In the presence of Ralph, Lance felt almost too ashamed to be present.
At the moment, only his youngest son, Christopher, seemed to be a worthy contender. His appearance, demeanor, and capabilities were all exceptional, enough to stand toe-to-toe with the Thompson children.
Yet, the most ironic thing that Lance seemed to have forgotten was that Christopher was once the son he disliked and underestimated the most.
In fact, back when he sent Christopher and his mother to Sentania, he even declared harshly in front of the entire Iverson family to consider them dead.
Back then, the young Christopher kneeled and pleaded persistently, so Lance grudgingly agreed to send a el.ne yearly allowance to his youngest son's account for their living expenses. Apart from this financial assistance, the family's funds, powers, shares, and everything related to the Iversons had no connection with them. All this stemmed from Christopher's mother's alleged "betrayal" when Lance caught her having an affair with a lowly bodyguard.
After being caught, the bodyguard faced harsh punishment, and Lance exiled him to a distant land. Mrs.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIverson, who had no means to defend herself, endured treatments worse than death, which caused her health condition to worsen gradually. The entire Iverson household despised the mother-son duo and drove them out of the family. Lance could never have guessed that the wife he had despised for years, who genuinely loved him, was the victim of a cheating scandal entirely staged by his eldest son as part of an elaborate scheme.
What he could not foresee was that the son he was starting to appreciate and trust, who had remained under the radar for many years, was not returning to rekindle their fragile father-son bond.
Instead, Christopher's true intention was to seek revenge against him and James, aiming to take over everything the Iversons held dear.
Behind them, Christopher watched Ralph with a cool, dark stare. His lips curled into a malicious smirk.
While he held contempt for everyone in the Thompson family apart from Bella, he could not help but look forward to seeing what kind of "surprise" Ralph would deliver to Charles.
et "Mr. Thompson, my younger brother's case has already been closed. What brings you to our htonight? Is the coffee at the police station not as good as what the Iversons serve?" James squinted his eyes, his cold laugh laced with mockery. Mr. Thompson? The two police officers stared in astonishment at Ralph's striking figure.
Which Thompson could this be? He could not possibly be related to Wyatt Thompson, could he?
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