Divorced the Cheat Married the Fleet (Camilla and Lance) novel Chapter 499

In the video, Clement confessed to every single one of his horrific crimes with terrifying nonchalance.

“Looking back on my life, I guess you could say it was quite the ride,” he drawled, leaning back in his chair. “Trafficking, kidnapping, human experimentation... yeah, I did all of that. But honestly, my crowning achievement? That would have to be the time my associates and I turned a cop into our own personal pet.

“Oh, that’s a fun story.

“If memory serves, he was a narcotics officer.

“He spent months trying to infiltrate our network, completely oblivious to the fact that we were onto him from day one.

“We eventually ambushed him at the border, knocked him out cold, and handed him off to a wealthy businessman named Carter, who smuggled him back into the country.

“He was a drug cop. He despised narcotics more than anything. So, we pumped him full of experimental chemicals until he was nothing more than our little plaything. Hilarious, isn't it, Officer?

“I believe his name was Tanner White.

“You guys spent years hunting me, and I was right under your noses the entire time.

“Want to know what happened to your missing hero? I'll give you a hint: he's not dead.

“As for where he's currently hiding... you’re going to have to ask my beloved protégé, Barnard.”

His arrogant, mocking tone was a blatant middle finger to the justice system.

The public erupted in visceral outrage. The comment sections across social media became a tidal wave of people screaming for the death penalty.

Given the sheer magnitude of the syndicate's crimes, the police had no intention of suppressing the footage. They wanted the public to see exactly what kind of monsters they had taken off the streets.

The interview spread like wildfire, dominating every news outlet within the hour.

Camilla was sitting by her mother’s hospital bed when the news broke. It was a blessing she was there.

The explosive revelation crashed into Elise’s world, shattering a decade of carefully constructed denial.

Elise’s fingers dug into Camilla’s wrist with bruising force. “Camilla! Your father! He said your father is alive!”

Camilla was frozen in shock, her mind racing to process the sheer magnitude of the words.

He was alive. It was the one prayer she had whispered every night for the last ten years.

But hearing it confirmed brought an icy wave of absolute terror crashing over her.

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