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    Even with a hint of fear in his eyes, he refused to abandon the scheme he had in mind.


    He knew that Shepard’s name was thest card he could y to win his freedom back.


    Shepard’s face stayed unreadable, which left him wondering whether his threat hadnded at all.


    Hesitantly, he asked Shepard, “Did you catch that? You know I’m your wife’s brother! They’re trying to take me in. Could you tell them to back off? They’ll listen to you.”


    Until now, Shepard had only ever heard stories about Wesley’s shamelessness from his wife rather than seeing it for himself.


    Today, he saw it for himself atst.


    “Wesley, what did you do to get yourself arrested?” he asked.


    The DA officers showed respect for Shepard because of his status. They knew of his public profile and had watched his interviews, but they also believed that private influence could not overrule legal procedure.


    One officer stepped forward and handed the arrest warrant to Shepard carefully. “Mr. Harper, please take a look at this.”


    Shepard skimmed the document, then looked up with little visible emotion. “Wesley, their procedures areplete. They are not arresting people at random. You should cooperate with their investigation.”


    Wesley didn’t look surprised at all. He had expected this from Shepard. He had already prepared for his indifference and had a n of his own.


    Ignoring the tension in the air, he looked at Shepard and demanded, “Tell me, am I your brother-inw or not? They’re arresting me right in front of you, and you’re letting them do it? I’m part of your family!”


    Atst, a flicker of emotion crossed Shepard’s face. His voice turned cold. “That’s enough. Officers, this man is no rtive of mine. Do your job.”


    Fury lit Wesley’s eyes, but he was powerless. “I am your brother-inw!” he shouted. “You’re really going to let them take me? When I’m behind bars, won’t you feel ashamed? Isn’t this going to make you look bad?”


    Shepard gave a short, disdainful snort. “What does your arrest have to do with me? I didn’t do anything wrong—you did.”


    Shepard turned and walked off without another word. Brenna and Ernst followed, their expressions full of quiet contempt for their disgraceful uncle.


    The DA officers assumed the matter had ended, but momentster, Giselle entered with Ableson and his wife.


    Giselle’s eyes widened at the sight of the handcuffs, but she walked past Wesley without a word.


    Wesley’s desperation surged. He lunged forward and caught her arm. “Giselle, help me! They’re taking me away. I’ll go to prison! You can fix this; I know you can. Please, I’m begging you. I was wrong before, I admit it. It’s all my fault. But I’m still your brother!”


    Giselle pulled free from his grip, her voice sharp. “Get your hands off me. You’re no brother of mine.”


    She turned away without hesitation and followed after Brenna and the others.


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