Chapter 863

He knew the law. A secret recording like that could never be submitted as evidence to a judge.

Sallie just looked at James calmly.

"Of course. All the resources the Yeager family poured into you weren't entirely wasted; at least you grew a brain. But it doesn't matter. The recording might not hold up, but all the documents you signed, the company seals you stamped, and your fingerprints—those are definitive proof.

And what about the eight paternity tests for those sons you fathered out of wedlock? Does that count as evidence?"

Sallie pulled a massive stack of documents from her bag and slammed them down in front of James. When he saw the files, the color drained from his face.

He only needed a quick glance before he completely snapped. Like a madman, he snatched up the papers, ripped them to shreds right in front of Sallie, and threw the confetti at her face.

"Sallie, you're a psycho! You're an animal, you know that?! Everyone in the Yeager family is a monster! Look deep into your own conscience—how much have I done for your family? How much money did I launder for your dad?!

You bring these documents to frame me, but do you have any idea how many of these operations were personally handled by your father? Or how many he taught me to do?! Why don't you go investigate that?!

Ungrateful wretch! You're the ungrateful one here! Your family used me as cannon fodder, as bait to wash your dad's dirty money. And now that I've stumbled, you want to kick me to the curb?!

Let me tell you, Sallie-no way in hell! If you're going to play dirty, then we all go down together! You want to lock me up? Then your old man is coming down to the grave with me! Did you really think I didn't keep receipts on his dirty work?!"

Sallie played completely dumb.

"We're talking about your crimes right now. Stop trying to deflect. My father is completely innocent, and everyone in Greenvale knows he is an honorable official.

His only mistake was being fooled by a backstabbing son-in-law like you. No one is coming to bail you out. If you want a lawyer, you can ask them to appoint a public defender.

Don't even dream that I'll help you. Oh, and I forgot to mention the mistresses you were spending tens of thousands of dollars every month They've all vanished. Your eight remaining sons have been shipped off to an orphanage. Cóntent

And the property your mother was living in? That belongs to the Yeager family, and I've already repossessed it. You're just a country bumpkin farmer who came to the city dreaming of marrying a rich girl. really should have known your place.

We gave you twenty years of a luxurious life, and now your ride is over. If you're so capable, James, try crawling out of this prison on your own."

Sallie left his shredded documents right where they fell. James was so furious his eyes rolled back. He wanted to lunge across the table and slap her, but the moment he moved, the two guards pinned him back down.

"Behave yourself, or you're going into solitary confinement tonight!"

Seeing James struggle against the guards, Sallie prepared to leave. "You don't need to say another word, James. Anything you do now is just the thrashing of a cornered beast.

Twenty years of marriage, twenty years of the Yeager family lifting you up, and you repaid me by sleeping around and building a secret life.

If I'm not mistaken, your master plan was to kick me and my father out of the picture the moment you solidified your power, right?

What a pity. Did you really think us wealthy folks were just idiots you could play like fiddles? Forget your current abilities; even the version of me from twenty years ago could have crushed you."

Finishing her piece, Sallie pulled a divorce agreement from her pocket and tossed it onto the table.

When James read the header, he froze. All his frantic defenses crumbled against the weight of that document.

It was in this exact moment that he felt his entire world collapse. Just as Sallie had said, he was nothing but a social-climbing leech living off his wife. If he hadn't ridden the Yeager family's coattails pobody would have ever given him a second glance.

Without them, he never would have enjoyed such wealth, such arrogance, or the chance to ring the bell at his company's IPO.

"Since I was wrong, just spare me this one time. For the sake of our decades of marriage, let's not make things so ugly with a divorce."