<b>Chapter </b><b>532 </b>
The Wilson family’swsuit against <b>Kate </b>was soon <b>ced </b>on the agenda. The implications <b>were </b>sensitive<b>, </b>and Aubree couldn’t just letwyers from Turner Group or Bree Technology get involved openly. Otherwise, the Wilson Group could easily turn the tables and use them <b>of </b>scheming.
As such, she had no choice but to hire <b>a </b>top<b>–</b>notch <bwyer </b>to defend Kate secretly.
The evidence was rock solid, and Kate <b>was </b>sentenced to two <b>years </b>in prison.
As Kate left the courtroom, Trevor blocked her path. Even though he’d won the <b>case</b>, his eyes <b>were </b>filled with resentment as he asked, “Why?”
He couldn’t understand. He’d treated <b>her </b><b>so </b><b>well</b>, and had done everything he could to make her stand by his side openly. He’d even put himself right in the <b>eye </b>of the storm for her. He wondered, ‘<b>How </b>could she… how could she dare do this to me?‘
Kate, her hands cuffed, looked up at him with a mocking gaze. “Do you remember Katherine Robertson?”
<b>Trevor </b>froze<b>, </b>confusion shing in his <b>eyes</b><b>. </b>‘Katherine Robertson? Who’s that?‘ he wondered.
Kate<b>, </b>who had seen thising,ughed. She bent over, herughter wild and unrestrained as she spat, “Trevor, oh Trevor, I can only say that this <b>is </b>just <b>so </b>like you. Honestly, I’m not surprised at all.
My sister, Katherine, gave up her education to raise me. She stepped into the entertainment industry to work. Who would’ve thought her agent was a total scumbag, and you were even worse.
“Just because you said you were interested, she was practically thrown into your bed like some kind of offering. And even after that, you still wouldn’t leave her alone. Do you have any idea what it was like for me, all these years after she killed herself by jumping off that building? Every single day, I’ve thought about how to make you pay, even if it means killing you in your sleep.”
Her voice <b>was </bced with pure hatred. If looks could kill, Trevor would have died countless deaths by now.
“Trevor, you’ll get what’sing to you sooner orter!” Kate eximed in disdain
Her twisted expression made Trevor freeze, his gaze locking with hers <b>as </b>a long–buried memory surged up. He remembered now–Katherine, the very first woman who ever dared defy him.
She’d actually had the nerve to try and go to the cops, using him of rape.
“You’re Kristine Robertson?” he blurted out.
Katherine’s little <b>sister</b>, Kristine. He’d used her <b>as </b>threat to keep Katherine’s mouth shut back then.
“That’s right. I crawled up from hell just to settle the score with you, Trevor. And I’ve got a little present with your name on it,” Kate dipped her head, shooting him a sidelong nce, her lips curling into a twisted, eerie smile.
Before he could <b>say </b>another word, the cops were already leading her away, leaving Trevor standing there with lose and vacant eyes.
He couldn’t stop the flicker of sadness that showed in his eyes. He realized it had all been’a lie. He’d thought maybe she’d just been bought off, and that way, he could still fool himself into thinking she loved him and that she’d only done it because she was desperate for money.
But no, it had all been a trap from the very beginning.
Trevor hung his head, emotions flickering across his face. ‘Why?‘ he wondered. ‘Why did she have <i>to </i>do this to me?‘
After <b>a </b>long moment, he let out a bitter, self–mockingugh as he thought, ‘In the past, there was another fool who loved me unconditionally. And I drove her away with my own hands. Now she’s gone, and I’ll never get her back…
The shareholders‘ meeting at Bree Technology went ahead as nned. With Aubree absent, Bowen, who held the secondrgest percentage of shares, took charge.
Bryan had recently acquired 3% of Bree Technology’s shares<b>, </b>just enough to secure a seat at the table. But even with that, his stake was still nowhere near as threatening as Birgitte’s. <b>Yet</b>, for some <b>reason</b>, he acted like he already had the whole thing in the bag.
Most of the shareholders who had already secretly sided with Bryan were practically itching with anticipation, as they thought Bree Technology was about to change hands any minute now.
Birgitte was also at the meeting, watching the room full of people with their various agendas. She let out a mocking snort <b>as </b>she thought, ‘They’re all so sure of themselves. But we still don’t even know what’s going on with Ms. Miller.