Chapter 8
Everything that happened afterward went even more smoothly than I had expected.
The evidence against Jessica was overwhelming. There was security camera footage from the restaurant, my medical report, and the transfer record of the money. With the testimony of the two security guards, she didn’t stand a chance.
She was sentenced to three years in prison.
I heard that even in court, she kept crying out Dennis’s name, insisting he would come save her. But by then, Dennis was already in no position to help anyone. After I kicked him out of the manor, he was left with nothing.
All those so–called friends who used to hang around him disappeared without a trace.
He tried to see our father, but Dad shut him out completely as he was still bitter over what had happened years ago, and he was
also pressured by me.
He tried going back to the company, but the security guards wouldn’t even let him into the lobby. He was treated like a total loser.
He finally got a taste of what it was like to fall from grace.
Later, I heard he had somehow gotten Mary’s number and had called her like a madman, begging her to help set up a meeting
with me.
Mary told me about it, and I had her pass a message to Dennis: “If you want to see me, fine. Go kneel at my mother’s grave for
three days and three nights.
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My mother had passed away early, heartbroken after she had found out about Dennis and his mother. That was something he
owed her.
I didn’t think he would actually do it. He had always been a spoiled, selfish child, after all. But to my surprise, he really did.
Mary sent someone to check, and sure enough, he was there at my mother’s grave. No food, no water, no sleep… Just kneeling
there in place.
On the third day, it started raining heavily.
He was soaked to the bone, burning up with a fever, and barely able to stay upright, but he still refused to give up and leave.
Mary asked me, “Are you really not going to see him? If this keeps up, he could die.”
I sat in my warm office, watching the falling rain outside as I sipped my coffee.
“He’ll live,” I replied.
I didn’t feel even a shred of sympathy for him.
Compared to everything he had put me through, this was nothing. This was only the first punishment he had to face, born of his
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own stupidity and malice.
Three days later, he finally collapsed at the cemetery. A patrolling security guard found him and sent him to a hospital.
As soon as he woke up, the first thing he did was call me again.
This time, I finally answered.
His voice on the other end was weak and hoarse, laced with a hint of hope. “Theresa… I did it… Can you… Forgive me?”
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“Forgive you?” I let out a soft chuckle. “Dennis, are you confused about something? I told you to kneel, not for you to beg for my
forgiveness, but so that you can finally see the truth about who you really are and how you got everything you once had. Do you
understand now?”
There was a long silence at the other end. I could imagine the look of despair on his face.
“I never wanted your life,” I continued, my voice calm. “My assistant has already rented you a small apartment in the countryside, and I’ve deposited twenty thousand dollars into your account. That should be enough for you to live on for a while.
“From now on, how your life goes has nothing to do with me or with the White family. You live your life, and I’ll live mine. Don’t
try to contact me again.”
I didn’t give him any chance to respond.
I hung up and then blocked his number.
Finally, the world was quiet.
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