The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159

The prosecutor got to the point with Alfred Cummings. “Mr Cummings, did your son visit you yesterday?”

“Yes.”

“Did you ask him to testify against the law?”

Alfred glanced briefly at Mr Clark before he uttered, “No.”

“Did you ask him to testify for your case?”

“Yes, but I didn’t tell my son to lie. I’m a father. Every father’s pride is to raise his children with the highest honor and integrity.”

“You insisted that your properties were acquired by your son as gifts. Do you have proof of these transactions?”

“I’m afraid that is something I do not have. I was decluttering my home a few years back, and I must have

cleaned out the documents recording the transactions.”

“And do you have evidence transferring government funds to Helena Tanner?”

“I’m afraid not. The transfer was done discreetly so there aren’t any documents to prove it.”

“Did you hand Helena Tanner the funds through bags of cash, Mr Cummings?”

“I—” he was about to answer when Mr Clark’s look seemed to be advising him to do otherwise, so he choset o say, “I don’t recall.”

“You don’t recall?” She took one step closer and asked again, “You don’t recall how you transferred money i n the billions to Helena Tanner?”

“Yes.”

“But you recalled that your son acquired the line of properties for you when your son doesn’t recall that detail himself?”

Alfred Cummings looked enraged but he managed to say, “I don’t recall how I transferred the funds to Tanner, that’s all I’ll say about the matter.”

The prosecutor then concluded, “So, you have no proof of the transfer you purportedly made to Helena Tanner; no proof that your son bought the properties which are in your name; and no proof that you didn’t tell your son to present a false oral testimony in court. Is my understanding correct, Mr Cummings?”

The minister was boiling in rage. When Sebastian visited him the previous day, he gave that son of his very clear and simple instructions to say that Sebastian himself had purchased the properties since he eamed well as a CEO. Although they argued about it for a good twenty-five minutes, Alfred made sure he used the final five minutes to tell Sebastian how much his son owed him as a father, hence it was time to return the favor.

Sebastian didn’t have a chance to respond before the police entered to take his father back to his cell. His parting words to Sebastian was: do me proud, my boy, which normally made the son give in without question. But it was clear that those words had lost their magic ever since Sebastian regretted letting go o f the wolf he didn’t even recall meeting before she became the King’s mate.

“Mr Cummings, do you need me to repeat the question?” The prosecutor prompted.

“No.”

“No’, you don’t need me to repeat the question; or ‘No’, my understanding of your lack of proof is incorrect?”

“Both.” Cummings spat in hate.

The prosecutor matched his hard stare when she asked, “And how is my understanding incorrect?”

“Just because I can’t present evidence, it doesn’t mean there wasn’t any. They’re just no longer available.”

The prosecutor smirked at his baseless argument as she said, “I see. Thank you, Mr Cummings.”

When Judge Cook invited Mr Clark to re-examine Alfred, it was clear that nothing the defense lawyer did could mask the glaring fact that the minister had no evidentiary support to prove his assertions.

Without such evidence, there was no way he could cast reasonable doubt in the prosecution’s case against him. Without reasonable doubt, Alfred Cummings would be found guilty and sentenced in accordance with the law. Mr Clark explained all of this to his client privately. 1

His advice? Plead guilty in hopes of a lighter sentence. And what did the minister have to say about this advice? “Let’s wait and see what the others say.”