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“Mr. Josh Schmidt, where are you running off to?”
Cyrus’ ice-cold and intimidating gaze met Josh’s eyes as he took a step forward. “It’s time to settle the debts you’ve incurred.”
Josh staggered backward as Cyrus appeared, fear gripping him to his core.
Then, four plainclothes policemen filed in behind Cyrus, forming a wall.
Jameson’s heart sank at the sight of the policemen barging in. He glanced gloomily at Jeremy, who remained as composed as a cat.
Jeremy met his despondent gaze, his dark, cold eyes narrowing.
It felt as though two arrowheads, forged from opposing forces of ice and fire, collided explosively.
Jameson was ready to put on a good show.
He might have planned a controlled burn, but with Jeremy around, things were bound to erupt into a full- blown wildfire.
Lauren’s eyes sparkled at the sight of Cyrus, whom she hadn’t seen in a long while. She instinctively raised her hand to greet him. “Cy…”
But then, she felt a weight on her shoulder. Slowly lifting her gaze, she met Landon’s cold expression. Her heart tightened as she withdrew her hand, too afraid to glance in Cyrus’ direction.
“W-What’s happening?” Josh panicked, his legs trembling.
“Josh Schmidt, you’re under arrest for bribery, embezzlement of public funds, and sexual assault. We have a warrant,” Cyrus stated coldly, presenting a piece of paper. “This is the arrest warrant. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
“I don’t understand,” Josh exclaimed, feeling as though the sky had come crashing down upon him. His head spun. “What does any of this have to do with me? What proof do you have?”
As a police officer, Cyrus had encountered his fair share of malicious and treacherous individuals.
Cyrus remained indifferent in the face of a sneaky bastard like Josh. However, his words carried such authority that retaliation seemed futile.
“I’m not here to argue. The law exists to punish wrongdoing, uphold righteousness, and seek justice for the victims.
“Josh Schmidt, you have the right to remain silent. This is the last dignity you can maintain as the eldest son of the Schmidt family.”
As Cyrus moved to cuff Josh, the large screen in the banquet hall suddenly lit up.
What followed were harrowing scenes of abuse, accompanied by the agonizing screams of girls. Each cry sent shockwaves through the audience.
The girls’ faces were deliberately blurred. But Josh’s face, twisted with a primal snarl, was as clear as day.
Simultaneously, the events were broadcast live on various media platforms, spreading Josh’s treacherous deeds nationwide like wildfire. The Schmidt Group could do little to contain it.
With a decisive click, the man responsible for demonizing countless girls was subdued by the cold metal of handcuffs.
“It’s not me. The person in the video isn’t me.”
Despite his riches and past victories, Josh faced his ultimate humiliation. “The video’s a lie! That’s not me!” he shouted, a once-powerful man reduced to desperate denials in the face of public scrutiny.
“If it isn’t you, then who is it?”
Clarissa, who had remained silent until now, wore a steely expression as she strode into the midst of the crowd. A palpable sense of hatred emanated from her moist, reddened eyes as she fearlessly locked gazes with Josh. “These videos were extracted from your computer in the study room. I’m certain the police have seized your computer. It will serve as undeniable evidence of your crimes.”
At that moment, Josh realized he had been betrayed by his own wife. In a flash, his mind cast back to that unusual night. Clarissa, uncharacteristically forward, had seduced him in the study¡ªit was all a trap.
She had never been the smartest or the bravest. Now, she suddenly had the guts to do so. Could it be…
Josh’s head began to spin as he observed Clarissa exchanging glances with Alyssa. He roared in a fury, “You bitch! How dare you conspire with someone else to frame me! I will never let you go!”
Clarissa’s gaze met Josh’s unflinchingly. A subtle smirk tugged at her crimson lips, a stark contrast to the lone tear clinging to her lashes.
What happened next left the crowd in disbelief.
Without hesitation, she took off her dark green evening dress, revealing her body marked with bruises and scars for all to witness.
“Clarissa…” Alyssa gasped, stunned by Clarissa’s resolute actions. She felt a shiver run down her spine.
Beneath her thin white silk nightgown, ugly scars marred her limbs, a chilling sight for all.
“Josh, I’ve endured your abuse for years. You’ve never given me a moment of peace.”
Clarissa’s smile was tinged with malice, her eyes blazing with hatred enough to consume him. “You strike me when you’re displeased or frustrated. There were instances when you demanded I use my body to appease the partners of the Schmidt Group. When I refused, you punished me even more severely.
“I’ve survived until today, not because of your mercy; I’m simply resilient. Otherwise, I would have perished countless times at your hands.”
The harsh truth was laid bare.
Josh was unworthy of being called a man. He was nothing but a savage, a deceitful demon.
Jameson finally calmed things down at the crazy Schmidt Group, but now an even bigger, more explosive problem showed up. This new mess seemed impossible to fix.
The stench of scandal clung to the Schmidt Group like a bad odor.
Despite being one of the city’s top four conglomerates, its fall from grace was irreparable.
At this moment, Jameson’s usually composed expression drained of color, his face contorted with rage. Having just managed to salvage the Schmidt Group’s image, the Schmidt Group’s name was being dragged back through the mud once again.
He was certain Jeremy and Alyssa were behind this.
As chaos ensued, Victor felt a sharp pain in his chest. After administering Nitroglycerin, he was ushered away from the tumult by his secretary and bodyguards.
As Josh got escorted away by the police, he unleashed a torrent of threats toward Alyssa. His voice was laced with madness as he shouted, “Alyssa, I know you orchestrated this! Once I’m out, I’ll make sure to end you! And you, Clarissa, you bitch! I’ll make you pay, too! I will kill all of you!”
A sharp glint flashed in Jeremy’s eyes as he enveloped Alyssa in a tight embrace, unwilling to let her go.
“He’s all talk. He doesn’t have the guts to lay a finger on me,” Alyssa remarked, leaning against Jeremy’s chest. Listening to his racing heartbeat, she teased, “Look how terrified you are! That’s not like you at all.”
“I don’t know what came over me. I was afraid I might lose control,” Jeremy admitted, pressing his chin atop her head and caressing it gently. “Lyse, Victor will bail Josh out.
“After all, he was his pride and joy. Besides, his sentence will only be around 12 to 13 years. One day, he’ll be out. Don’t underestimate his threats.”
“Are you worried about his empty threats?” Alyssa affectionately studied his face.
Jeremy shook his head, cupping the back of her neck and planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. “No. No one will ever lay a finger on you, not while I draw breath.
“I just regret involving you in such a dangerous situation. I’ve put you in danger. If you want to help, from now on, it’ll be from the sidelines¡ªstrategizing and planning.”
Suddenly, Clarissa’s hoarse voice broke the moment. “That won’t happen.”
Both Jeremy and Alyssa turned toward her. She approached them, tears glistening in her eyes as she wore the evening gown designed by Rose.
“Ms. Sparks, thank you for everything you did tonight,” Alyssa said, recalling how Clarissa had bared her deepest wounds to bring Josh to justice. Her heart swelled with gratitude, tears pooling in her eyes.
“I should be the one thanking you and Mr. Walsh. Without you two, I wouldn’t have been able to do it.”
Clarissa was so overwhelmed by her emotions that she found herself at a loss for words. “You… have given me a second chance at life.”
“You’re too kind, Ms. Sparks,” replied Jeremy with a gentle smile. “You are the one who redeemed yourself.”
Alyssa then asked, “Oh, yes. What did you want to say earlier, Ms. Sparks?”
“Josh will never get out of prison.” Clarissa handed her a USB flash drive, her eyes reddened with emotion. “There is a recording of a phone conversation Josh had with someone, which I secretly recorded that night.
“Last week, he slept with a girl on a cruise ship. In a bid of excitement, he injected the girl with drugs, resulting in her death.
“Afterward, he engaged the person on the phone to dispose of the girl’s body. I waited until he was asleep and then checked his phone to record the person’s number.
“Before disclosing our findings, we can initiate a police investigation. I trust we will soon apprehend the accomplice responsible for disposing of the body.”
They shuddered upon hearing that.
Josh was evil. He was about to face the consequences of his actions, so it didn’t matter if he faced additional repercussions. However, their hearts ached for the girl who had fallen victim to his cruelty.
“Plus, Hendrix is already at the police station, ready to confess to the years he helped Josh forge false accounts and transfer public funds.
“Ms. Alyssa, Mr. Walsh, this is all that what we could do. I wish you all the best in what lies ahead,” Clarissa said, her tone laced with guilt.