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Sophia actually laughed in disbelief.
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She had lived for decades, but this was the first time she’d seen shamelessness delivered so righteously.
“Just now you threatened to call the police, then started spewing last words like you’re already dead, and now suddenly you only want Scarlett’s belongings? Does your brain run laps around itself all day to come up with so many twists?”
Connor’s teeth ground together.
He’d heard of Sophia long before. Born into a powerful family, always privileged, untouched by hardship. People joked her tongue was venomous, that one lick of her lips could poison.
He’d never met her until today. Now he understood–every word from her mouth was a blade, stabbing right into the heart, stirring up rage.
“No wonder Scarlett lost her life,” he spat. “It was your cold words, wasn’t it? You crushed her spirit until she had no will to live. You don’t deserve to be called a mother!”
Smack!
Sophia didn’t let him finish. Her palm struck hard across his cheek.
“And as Scarlett’s mother, this slap is for her,” she said coldly.
Connor’s face was already swelling from earlier. Another blow made his skin sting, his jaw ache. His eyes turned wild.
“Stop dragging yourself into everything. Scarlett wasn’t a garbage bin for your filth,” Sophia snapped.
He broke then, roaring, “Scarlett and I were meant for each other–you just looked down on me! But hear me: thirty years east of the river, thirty years west! Don’t look down on a poor man!”
Another slap cracked across his face
.
“I like bullying you while you’re poor,” Sophia shot back. She waved toward the guards. “Bring me a few men–I’m tiring my hand slapping him myself.”
At that moment, several officers appeared at the gate.
They flashed their IDs and began questioning.
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Connor instantly straightened, running to their side like a drowning man to a rope.
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“It’s simple,” he said loudly. “They assassinated Scarlett. Now they’re trying to secretly dispose of her belongings. I’m her fiancé. I just want her things, but they refused–and assaulted me instead!”
He tilted his chin, displaying his bruises and swelling proudly.
The officers glanced at his injuries, then turned to the Lane family.
“Do you
have anything to add or contest?”
Taylor stepped forward at once.
“My sister is alive. He barged in here saying she was dead. Wouldn’t you hit him too? And let’s
be clear–he forced his way into our home and tried to steal property. I hit him in defense. The moment he stopped trying to grab things, I stopped swinging.”
Connor seethed. “That’s not what happened!”
One officer asked, “And Scarlett herself? She’s the party involved. Where is she? What’s the truth?”
Grace gave a cold laugh.
“What truth? Obviously they’re hiding it. Why else keep silent?”
Taylor’s face darkened, ready to snap back, but Sophia caught his arm.
“And what good would hiding do?” she asked. “Are the reporters behind you all just props?”
The officers turned–and only then noticed the cameras. The whole standoff was being livestreamed.
Already more than ten million viewers had tuned in.
Comments flooded the screen:
“I swear I saw an accident on Mountain Road earlier today.”
“Weren’t they supposed to be inspecting out there?”
“That’s way out in the suburbs. Few cars. Delayed news is normal.”
“Scarlett dead? If that’s true, the Lane family must be broken.”
“I just checked Lane Group’s site–no announcement at all.”
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“Maybe she’s fine after all?”
:
But Connor, blind to the scrolling barrage, continued with his script.
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“Scarlett was my fiancée. I want her things only because she has no body left to bury. I intend to use them for a ghost marriage with her.”
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.
The livestream chat exploded:
“What the hell did I just hear?”
“People still believe in this stuff?”
“He’s doing it on purpose. Has to be.”
Connor pressed on solemnly.
“I’ll do it openly. I want everyone here to witness it. I was her fiancé, and I’ll take responsibility. Once everything is in order, I’ll join her myself.”
The chat lit up again:
“My god… is this
guy
for real?”
“A loyal man like this still exists?”
“Straight out of a ghost romance novel.”
Taylor’s lip curled in a sneer.
“Your calculations are written all over your face.”
He wanted to hit him again, badly, but Sophia kept a firm hand on his arm, holding him back.
The restraint left Taylor seething, itching to lash out at anyone who crossed his path.
“You’re not fooling anyone,” he growled. “All you want is Scarlett’s inheritance. Stop pretending to be some grieving lover.”
The livestream comments surged again:
“He’s losing it.”
“That guy really does seem obsessed.”