Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 987

Chapter 987

“I...”

“Right from the start, it was you who wanted to marry your daughter into the Nacht family. You tried to persuade my grandfather to force me into marrying your daughter. On the surface, you look like a modest gentleman, but you are truly a hypocrite!”

Zachary finally said what he had kept in his heart for years...

“Right from the start, you knew what Cynthia was doing but you did not correct her or stop her from her wrongdoing. Instead, you shielded her and aided her. In fact, you are the accomplice.”

“No, I'm not. I had no idea what she was doing...” Taylor blurted out, “I had nothing to do with all these, really.”

“Do you mean to say that all these were Cynthia's doing?” Charlotte asked.

“Nevertheless, I had nothing to do with them,” Taylor replied without hesitation.

Hearing her father's words, Cynthia laughed sarcastically. She had never imagined that he would shrug off all responsibility at a time like this.

He was afraid of being charged as an accomplice and going into prison.

So, he would rather put all the blame on his daughter.

“Nevertheless, she was confused when she did that...” In the end, Taylor felt guilty about blaming Cynthia and he kneeled in front of Zachary and begged, “Zachary, I beg you to forgive her this once, please...”

“Mr. Blackwood, please rise. Don't do this.” Spencer went to him and pulled him up from the floor.

“I am also partly to blame,” Henry finally admitted. “It was my idea for letting Cynthia stand in for Charlotte two years ago. I must be responsible for my part in this. However, Cynthia, you should never have poisoned a child. If you felt oppressed, you should have come to me and I would give you justice. Why did you poison a child?”

“I did not...” Cynthia wept as she signed.

“Say no more.” Henry stopped her and said sadly, “If you had made other mistakes, I would have forgiven you. However, you will not be forgiven for harming a child. This applies to everyone, not just you! Zachary is showing you the last mercy by handing you over to the police. Learn from your mistakes and turn over a new leave when you are released from prison!”

Henry was Cynthia's last hope. Now, she was totally hopeless...

At that moment, the sound of police sirens was heard, and a subordinate came to report, “Mr. Zachary, the police are here.”