Charlotte hesitated for a moment before handing over the evidence.
Old Mr. Clinton looked very relaxed when he took it, but when he saw the contents clearly, his face turned livid.
He turned to look at Charlotte and sighed deeply. "You are a good child."
Old Mr. Clinton had thought that Brian and Derek were just plotting against each other to get the assets of the Clinton Family, but he didn't expect them to be so bold as to commit so many unforgivable crimes.
After a long silence, Old Mr. Clinton said with difficulty, "Let... let the law judge them."
"No."
Vivian broke in and knelt in front of Old Mr. Clinton with a big belly.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly froze.
Vivian even held a fruit knife to her neck. She looked at Old Mr. Clinton, "Grandpa, I'm pregnant with your great-grandson! If you don't give me and my child a chance to live, I can only die in front of you!"
Old Mr. Clinton frowned and looked at her. Just when Vivian thought that he would change his mind, Old Mr. Clinton said coldly, "Go somewhere else. Don't dirty my house."
Vivian looked at Old Mr. Clinton in disbelief. She pointed at her belly, "This is your great-grandson, the only child of the Clinton Family. Don't you care at all?"
Old Mr. Clinton sneered. "I don't even want my son and grandson. Why would I care about the great-grandson in your belly? They must be punished for doing something wrong."
Vivian was depressed, her hand holding the dagger and trembling slightly.
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