Charles’ POV:
"Charles, where did you go last night? Why didn't you come home?"
My mother asked the second I got back to the Moore mansion.
"I was with Caroline last night. You know, I really think that we'll be getting back together soon," I answered.
Just thinking about Caroline made my heart melt. "Daddy, are you serious?" James asked as he threw himself into my arms.
I gently ruffled his hair and replied, "Of course, soniDaddy will get Mommy back sometime soon." "Daddy, you're the best! You can do it. I believe in you," James exclaimed.
"James, would you like to stay with your mom for a few days?" I asked.
To my surprise, he shook his head.
"No. I want to live with you and Mom together. Dad, work harder to get her back as soon as possible!"
It was hard to resist the urge to laugh at how mature my son was acting.
"Did your great-grandma teach you to say that?" "Nope! Those are my own words. Daddy, you can be such a dumdum sometimes. If I don't help you, you might not be able to get Mommy back on your own."
James raised his chin proudly.
"You're right, son. I do need your help. From now on, you should teach me how to get your mother back," I responded.
James was excited to get my approval.
Just then, my dad asked with a grim face, "Have you dealt with Raina already? That woman is a ticking time bomb."
"I've already dealt with her. Soon, she'll pay the price. She won't be able to live in LA any longer."
In comparison to everything that Raina has done to my loved ones, dying was too merciful a fate for her.
'How dare she bully Chloe? Does she really think so little of my family?' I asked inwardly.
"Sir, everything is done as you ordered." Richard handed his phone to me.
I turned on his phone and handed it to my father.
"This video is being played on the South Coast Square's screen."
"What a perverted woman! She's revolting and yet she dreams of being a member of the Moore family? Unacceptable!" My father sneered, his voice was filled with disgust.
James glanced over at the phone curiously.
He tried to see what it was, but I immediately stopped him.
"Hey, little boy! This isn't any of your concern. Go back to your room and play with your brothers," I grunted.
James nodded and went upstairs.
"This is just the beginning. I want to push Raina into the brink of despair," I declared.
"What's your plan?" my father asked.
"I just came home to get something. I'll be going to the police station later," I answered.
On my way to the police station, I suddenly received a call from Samantha.
"Charles, I have something important to tell you." "Samantha, can you please come to the police station first? Make sure to take the audio recording of Raina's confession with you," I replied.
"Sure. I'll be right there," Samantha agreed readily.
A half hour later, we met at the gate of the police station.
"Charles, I just received word that Raina is planning to run away. She's going to Malibu Beach around ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Maybe someone will pick her up from there." Anxiety was written all over Samantha's face.
I was surprised to hear the news, but then I still nodded firmly.
"No need to worry. She won't be able to escape," I answered.
Out of curiosity, Samantha asked, "Charles, what are you planning to do?"
"I'm going to push her off to the deep end. Samantha, I need to ask you something. Are you willing to testify for me?" "Of course, I am! Your business is also my business," she replied without hesitation.
I gave her a smile and soon, we walked into the police station.
There, I handed two recordings to the police and told them everything in detail.
Through Samantha's help as the witness, even if Raina couldn't be convicted, it would be more than enough to label that awful woman as a prime suspect.
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