The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1656





Chapter 1656 Turning on Each Other

Fredric didn't expect that Wynter had investigated this much. He couldn't understand why she hadn't arrested him directly with all the information she knew.

Wynter saw through his thoughts and said calmly, "Ordinary commercial and economic crimes are a form of mercy for people like you. Well then, Mr. Monty, it's time for you to meet your mentor."

Wynter snapped her fingers, and the door opened.

Upon hearing everything, Judah was more than ready to end Fedric with his own hands.

Finally having a chance to speak, he couldn't hold it in anymore and shouted, "You ungrateful dog! If it weren't for my promotion, you'd still be in that rural mountain! Do you think you could have achieved what you have now? And you dare to push everything onto me!"

Hearing that voice, Fredric's head was buzzing. He turned to Wynter, completely understanding that he had been played.

Wynter didn't bother looking at him and simply stood up. Meanwhile, Judah continued to yell at him, his usual gentle demeanor completely shattered.

At this point, Fredric saw no need to hold back. Whoever held the least amount of guilt would get a chance to delay their punishment.

Fredric sneered. "I'm just stating the facts. How many sins have you committed, and how many lives have you killed to keep your old life going? I shouldn't need to remind you.

"From that time in Southdale, you've been scheming to change your blood. Wasn't it the same this time? You've been pushing me time and time again to take down the Chamber of Commerce."Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

"Shut up!" Judah growled, his voice low and menacing. The veins on his neck were bulging, and there was a faint dark hue spreading.

But Fredric wasn't afraid of him anymore. "I've got everything you've done all documented in my office. Over the years, every time you've had a blood transfusion, I've been the one coordinating it. Don't forget about the Gibson family in Southdale."

Judah had once thought that Fredric's cleverness was his greatest asset. As it turned out, he really did have the brains, but this kind of scheming ended up backfiring on him. He regretted wasting so much resources for a man like Fredric!

Now, he was trembling with anger, his body—a body that had been kept alive by someone else's life was showing signs of stress. His face darkened as he clutched his chest. His appearance was starkly different from his usual self, resembling more akin to a furious demon.

When Lucas entered, he was greeted by the chaotic scene unfolding before him. Julius had

set him up, and Judah had buried a mess of troubles for him as well.

Lucas understood the gravity of the situation. If it weren't for Wynter, he had no idea how long it would take to untangle the web of schemes in front of him. The incidents had occurred too long ago, and many traces had been wiped clean.

Looking at Judah's past achievements, no one would have suspected that he was involved in so many deaths-each case more shocking than the last.

But that wasn't the most troubling part. At this point, no one could truly know how many foreign enemies and traitors Judah had quietly planted across various industries.

After reviewing the information Wynter had provided in the car, that was Lucas' greatest concern.

Judah only stopped when he saw Lucas enter. He supported himself on the desk, panting heavily before saying bitterly, "If I can't become the top dog, neither will you! Just wait and see!"

Then, he started laughing maniacally but continued soon, "Do you think capturing me will change anything? I'll take everything I know to my grave, and you'll never get any information.

"Especially you, Lucas! You came out of nowhere and destroyed years of my hard work! Now, do you think you can use me to make a name for yourself? Impossible!"

Judah's malice was without reason.


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