Chapter 531
Chapter 531:
Ashton could also tell from Beal’s expression that although he was still trying to hold on, he was already on the verge of despair.
Thus, Ashton decided to deliver a shocking revelation to finally shatter Beal’s defenses.
“What is it now? Are you still not going to tell the truth? Your brother has already told me that Fraser holds a significant position in the Dark Night Organization and is your superior. Actually, there’s not much left for you to reveal. Are you sure you’re not going to say anything?”
Beal looked at Ashton, his eyes widening in horror. Jacoby had even revealed this information. He was terrified, thinking of what else Jacoby could have divulged.
In the end, Beal could no longer hide his emotions. His face betrayed his internal struggle, feeling the weight of Jacoby’s betrayal pressing down on him. Ashton’s lips curved into a mischievous smile upon seeing this.
But actually, Ashton didn’t know Fraser’s role in the Dark Night Organization. It was just a random guess.
Ashton said all the information to play mind games with Beal and see if he could provoke a reaction. Judging from Beal’s response, it seemed to confirm the authenticity of his words.
Sensing he was at an advantage, Ashton continued to strike while the iron was hot, aiming to completely break Beal’s defenses.
“Forget it. If you don’t want to talk, it’s okay. Anyway, Jacoby has probably confessed most of the information next door. I only want to help you reduce your sentence because I feel sorry for you. After all, even your own brother is selling you out. But now, it seems my kindness is unnecessary. Honestly, I admire your loyalty to Fraser. But unfortunately, you will have to spend the rest of your life in jail, bringing your misguided loyalty with you.”
After saying this, Ashton stood up, stretched, and turned to leave.
When Beal saw that Ashton was about to leave, his defenses finally crumbled.
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While scolding Jacoby in his heart, he hurriedly shouted, “Wait! Stop!”
Ashton turned back and looked at Beal reluctantly. “What is it? It’s too late for you to say anything now. Everything’s already been confessed next door.”
Beal clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth. He said bitterly, “Since that fool has already sold us out, there’s no point in me keeping secrets. I have information he doesn’t know. I’ll tell you everything.”
A trace of interest flashed across Ashton’s eyes upon hearing this. He grinned slyly, tilted his head, and said, “Really? Is there still information Jacoby isn’t privy to? Alright then. Why don’t you tell me all about the schemes you’ve been helping Fraser cook up?”
Jacoby sat in the interrogation room, fidgeting with the restless impatience of a man uncertain of time’s passage. The door creaked open, and Ashton walked in, his steps deliberate, his eyes calculating.
Ashton had already wrung some intel from Beal about Fraser and the Dark Night Organization. But to tie up loose ends, he needed to cross-check that information, and Jacoby was his next target.
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