My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas) novel Chapter 1215

Chapter 1215 Busted

Sloan clenched his fists tightly, his face turning pale. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, his face filled with shock and panic.

How could this be possible... this fool. He actually admitted to it?

Yosef's mouth was stuffed with a white cloth, his face filled with terror. He shot Sloan a wide-eyed stare. His whimpers were muffled through the gag.

Sloan was trembling with rage. He slapped Yosef and bellowed, “You fool! I knew you were an incompetent bungler! How many times have I warned you not to speak, even if it kills you? If you die, it means both of us will die!”

Yosef was hit so hard that he saw stars. The white cloth stuffed in his mouth was knocked out by a slap, falling to the ground.

Finally regaining the ability to speak, Yosef cried out loudly, “Sloan, I didn't say anything. I didn't confess to anything. Herald is deceiving you...”

Sloan's head was buzzing from the revelation.

I've been tricked! I've fallen into Herald's trap!

He was foolish enough to give himself away.

His hands trembled as his face blanched. Still, he tried to argue, “Mr. Cook, let me explain. I was just overwhelmed with anger earlier. I didn't expect Yosef to actually create a Trojan horse virus.”

He made it seem as if he was wronged and once again slapped Yosef's face. “You scoundrel, why are you slandering me? I'm your brother-in-law! I've always been good to you. What does your Trojan horse virus have to do with me?”

Yosef couldn't believe he had been slapped again. He was so dazed by the blows that he felt he was the actual victim of the situation.

Yosef couldn't believe he had been slapped again. He was so dazed by the blows that he felt he was the actual victim of the situation.

The treatment was a far cry from all the pampering he enjoyed at home.

So I did a small favor for Sloan, and what happened? Not only did Herald send people to beat me up, but Sloan himself also hit me?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. “Sloan, I work for you, and you still hit me? All because I took a million from you? Is that necessary?”

Herald never expected that Sloan would still be making excuses and shirking his responsibility at that juncture. Disappointed, he shook his head and said, “Mr. Lacey, how can you still be making excuses at this stage?”

Sloan quickly turned to Herald and sputtered, “Mr. Cook, I have nothing to do with this. It's clearly Yosef's doing. Even though he's my brother-in-law, I must prioritize justice over family.”

He turned his gaze back to the people from the Department of Justice and instructed, “Take Yosef away. Deal with him as you see fit.”

He added, “Mr. Lacey, it seems you can't accept your wrongdoing until it's too late.” Herald waved his hand, and his assistant immediately produced a bank card. “This bank card has your fingerprints as well as Yosef's on it. It contains a million, and it's the card you gave to Yosef.”

“I'm his brother-in-law. What's wrong with giving him a card?” Sloan still wanted to argue, not willing to give up.

“It's okay to give him the card, but there's a recording here. Would you like to listen to it?” Lucas, who had been silent all along, swept his icy gaze over Sloan. The words he uttered, however, seemed as if they came straight from hell.

Sloan's face turned as white as a sheet, and he almost fainted. “W-what do you mean by this?”

Lucas remained silent and refused to engage in conversation with Sloan.

With a low chuckle, Spencer explained, “Didn't you know? This Panda Adieu Trojan horse virus comes with a recording feature, but this function can only be accessed when it's hacked. So, from the moment you received the Panda Adieu Trojan horse virus, it began recording your conversation. We just weren't sure whose voice it was in the recording. But now, we know it's your voice.”

“No! Impossible! When I bought this Panda Adieu virus from Hugo, he didn't tell me it could record sounds!” Sloan growled in frustration.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” Lucas looked at Herald and asked coldly, “It seems this has something to do with Mr. Hugo?”