With that in mind, Gwendolyn heaved a heavy sigh and looked out the car window. “Forget about it. I don't care if that was Evelyn or not. As long as she doesn't show up again to harm Benny and Zendy, I can keep thinking she's dead.”
Hearing that, Cedrick tightened his grip on her hand to calm her down.
However, Gwendolyn was so bothered by Evelyn's sudden appearance that she ignored him.
“That's enough, Gwenny. Overthinking it isn't going to help. We'll decide what to do after Elven has gotten the results. Benny and Zendy are safe at home. Don't worry.”
Gwendolyn absent-mindedly hummed in response.
Cedrick couldn't help sighing. In a gentle tone, he tried to ask for a reward.
“Darling, I behaved myself and went to the gala after I finished my job at the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Since I've been obedient, don't you think I deserve a reward when we get home?” he requested.
Gwendolyn cast a sidelong glance at him listlessly. “I'm not feeling it.”
A wave of grievance washed over Cedrick when he heard her lukewarm response. “Darling, do you not find me attractive anymore? Have I not been able to give you pleasure in bed? Could it be that you don't find my abs and collarbones sexy anymore?”
“It seems like you've lost interest in me!” Cedrick looked devastated. In a sorrowful tone, he grumbled, “You've changed, Darling. Don't you want to have sex with me anymore?”
Gwendolyn was rendered speechless. How am I supposed to respond to that?
“Answer my questions, Darling. I'll do whatever I can to spice up our sex life again,” he added.
In response, she turned toward him reluctantly and replied, “It's not that. I'm just tired, and I don't feel like moving.”
Gwendolyn had been working all day long, and she had to attend the gala after work. At that moment, she couldn't wait to get home and shower before going to bed.
Cedrick, on the other hand, had something else in mind. “Well, I know you've been doing most of the work the past two times we had sex. I'll be the one doing the work tonight! All you need to do is lie down and enjoy, Darling. I'll please you.”
Again, Gwendolyn was at a loss for words. It seems like he had everything planned out.
Although she didn't answer him, she had to admit that Cedrick had successfully helped her take her mind off Evelyn. In fact, sex was the only thing on her mind at that time.
Late at night, the couple's fun was only just beginning.
Meanwhile, professionals had compared the will Charles handed in with Caylie's handwriting when she was alive. The professionals found that the similarity was as high as eighty-five percent.
Besides, it was true that Caylie was diagnosed with depression when Charles returned to the country back then.
Everything made sense.
Craig's case had been dragging on for a long time, so Cedrick decided to collect all the conclusive evidence and formally hand it over to the court.
Two days later, the verdict was rendered.
Craig was sentenced to life imprisonment in a high-security prison.
That day, Craig, dressed in plain clothes, was seen wearing a mask and handcuffs as he was brought into a car.
It rained cats and dogs the day Craig was sent to prison, but that didn't stop Charles from waiting for his half-brother at the prison entrance. Charles wore an elegant suit and held a black umbrella while waiting patiently.
A few minutes later, the car, with Craig inside, arrived.
Craig saw Charles the moment he got out of the car. With his eyes filled with murderous intent, he wanted to rush toward Charles.
“Charles!” Craig shouted.
However, he was held back by the officers.
With a hand on his umbrella, Charles didn't budge one bit.
At the same time, the viciousness in Charles' blue eyes and grin seemed even more apparent under the dark sky.
The winner takes it all. Now that Craig lost, there's nothing he can do against me. Charles then pretended to sound sorrowful when he uttered, “Don't worry, Craig. I'll visit you often. Besides, I'm sure you'll have fun in this high-security prison. I almost lost my mind when I was kept inside for six months. You'll be in there for the rest of your life, Craig. What are you going to do now?”
Lucas was sizing him up carefully. His expression seemed natural when he said those words. It didn't look like he was lying.
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