Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 622

Chapter 622 Severing All Ties

Cedrick did not return to his office immediately after leaving the interrogation room.

Instead, he spent considerable time in the quiet, secluded corridor, leaning against the wall. His dark eyes were in silent introspection, deep in thought.

A subtle frown creased his forehead. He instinctively reached into the pocket of his military trousers to reach for his cigarettes, attempting to sneak one puff.

However, his pocket was empty.

Then, he suddenly recalled that she had urged him to quit smoking ever since Gwendolyn knew about his S404 RNA virus infection. Then, he recovered, and she got pregnant. She couldn't stand the smell of smoke.

Later on, he hadn't picked up the habit again because of the babies.

In total, nearly a year and a half had passed since he had last held a pack of cigarettes.

He abandoned the urge to smoke and pulled out his phone instead to call Logan.

“Mr. Jenson.” Logan picked up the call almost immediately.

In a frigid tone, Cedrick said point-blank, “Tell Old Mr. Jenson that I can let Xander off the hook and not hold him accountable anymore to repay his years of guidance toward me. However, Yael must pay for his past mistakes. There will be no room for negotiation. Please ask him not to interfere in the car accident incident anymore.”

His firm stance left Logan stunned on the other end of the line.

“M-Mr. Jenson, you...” Logan noticed something was amiss. Cedrick was addressing Valentino as Old Mr. Jenson instead of Grandpa.

Cedrick had always shown great respect for his grandfather, hanging on the old man's every word. Most importantly, Cedrick had always addressed Valentino as Grandpa.

“Mr. Jenson, about this... Old Mr. Jenson...”

Logan's voice wavered, genuinely taken aback by Cedrick's icy demeanor. He had intended to defend Valentino, but he couldn't quite find the right words to say.

Cedrick wasn't interested to listen, either. “I've made my standpoint clear. If he wants to save his second son's family at the expense of his first son's family's reputation, then I—”

He paused briefly, instinctively tightening his grip on the phone as his voice took on a colder tone. “Well, then I'd rather not have him in my life.”

“Mr. Jenson!” Logan cried out.

Beep—

To his dismay, Cedrick had already hung up on the call.

Cedrick tapped on his phone with slender fingers. In a decisive manner, he blacklisted Logan's number. He had decided that he would entertain no sophistries.

Having made his standpoint clear, he turned on his heel and returned to the interrogation room.

There was a frown on his face and the cold look gave off a formidable aura. Even the policemen passing by had to steel themselves just to greet him.

The door of the prison swung open.

Yael, who was sitting in a corner, was leisurely puffing on a cigarette.

He did not raise his head when Cedrick entered and merely continued to smoke.

The oppressive aura Cedrick brought with him swept into the prison cell as the door opened.

“You seem to have learned the truth,” he remarked, sounding more at ease. “You believe that I've lied, that I've framed others, that the old man has indulged and protected me.”

Cedrick said nothing. He strode over to Yael's side and stood upright.

Yael let out a snort. “The whole Jenson family had a hand in helping me hide the truth about the accident. I can assure you that nobody was innocent, not your grandpa, not David, not Logan, who has served the family for more than thirty years, and not even your Aunt Tania who loves you the most. Even though I had planned the whole accident, but they were all accomplices in helping me hide the truth.”

As he said that, his glance landed on Cedrick's clenched fist. The sight of his veins popping lifted Yael's mood as he took two more puffs of his cigarette.

“Why do you think your Aunt Tania left Chanaea for so many years, refusing to return? She's ashamed, and afraid to face you every day. Everyone in the Jenson family knows what I did to your parents, but you've never heard a whisper of it. If I hadn't exposed this, you would have remained ignorant about this your whole life. Cedrick, the relatives who've shown you love have all helped to hide the killer. Doesn't that make you feel somehow... pathetic?”

Yael let out a raucous laughter as he spoke.

Cedrick narrowed his eyes dangerously, a hint of murderous intent lurking in their depths.