Chapter 197
Author: Emerald
last update2026-08-13 21:40:28
At that moment in time, upon hearing what the detective had just said and seeing the thick folder of evidence being presented, Jefferson's father's jaw literally dropped open in shock and disbelief. And beside him, Jefferson's mother, Deborah, also stood with her mouth hanging open in stunned horror as she couldn't believe what the hell was happening right before her eyes. The reality of their situation was crashing down around them.

The files that the detective had brought were so numerous, s
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