Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 862

“How are things with Eden’s case?” Mr. Thompson Sr. asked coldly.

“The investigation is nearly complete. The lawyers say he’s looking at a minimum of ten years,” Frank replied honestly.

Eden had been incredibly reckless, smuggling a large quantity of illegal contraband. Since the investigation hadn't implicated the Walker family, Eden was positioned as the mastermind, with all previous intercepted shipments now being pinned on him.

If not for the Thompson Group's legal team pulling strings behind the scenes, Eden would be facing far more than ten years.

“Eden didn’t give up the Walker family?” Mr. Thompson Sr. asked.

Mr. Thompson Sr. knew exactly what Eden was—and wasn't—capable of.

He was keenly aware of the capabilities of all his grandsons, not just Eden, but Noah and Bennett as well.

At the time, he’d felt a pang of regret over Noah's car accident. And when Bennett initially chose to study music, Mr. Thompson Sr. had nearly died from sheer frustration.

Fortunately, Bennett eventually came to his senses and joined the military.

But Eden was the least capable of his three grandsons, spoiled rotten and misguided by his grandmother and Carol.

He had struggled to run even a small company. The shipping firm he was given went bankrupt in no time. How could he possibly have had the connections and channels to smuggle so many illicit goods? It was all thanks to the Walker family, a 'perk' of his marriage.

“Eden never mentioned the Walker family,” Frank said, shaking his head.

“He doesn't dare to turn on them. It seems they have some leverage on him as well,” Mr. Thompson Sr. snorted.

This time, Eden had landed in a massive hole, and Frank had astonishingly pulled all sorts of strings and spent a fortune to get him out on bail.

Now that Eden had been arrested again, Mrs. Thompson Sr., though on her last breath, was still having doctors and nurses call Frank, demanding he find a way to get Eden out.

“Frank, my dear,” she’d said, “I don't have much time left. I'm begging you for one last thing. You have to save Eden. His child can't be born without a father. Frank, for years, all your attention has been on Bennett and his mother. You even gave the company to Bennett. But you're Eden's father too, and you owe him so much. I promise, this is the last time. Once I close my eyes, I won't be able to meddle in your lives anymore.”

Frank’s resolve always crumbled the moment his mother started her practiced weeping.

But this time, even though she had been rushed back into the emergency room, Frank hadn't visited the hospital, only instructing the doctors to take good care of her.

For so many years, Frank had tried so hard to be a good son, a good husband, and a good father. He wanted it all, but in the end, it seemed he had nothing.