Chapter 570 Will’s Pain
Will couldn’t keep going.
He hadn’t just seen Vera as a friend.
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Even back then, when she confided in him, he knew she was asking for help. She needed a way out. <i>And </i><i>he </i>chose to ignore it.
At the time, Vincent was already powerful. He was ruthless and untouchable.
The Jacksons were right in the middle of a major transition. Will had a wife. He had a son.
What made it worse was the thought he let sit in his mind.
What would helping her even change?
She was still married to Horace.
She’d always only had eyes for him.
But not long after, the news broke. The Porters were wiped out.
Vincent’s brutality scared Will. He ran from the guilt. He moved thepany to Candavia almost overnight. He didn’te back until Ethan was grown and started making decisions on his own.
“I didn’t know you’d fall for Dawn. That girl… I couldn’t face her.”
The first time he met her, it was like looking at a young Vera.
She was warm. She was kind. She was stunning.
And those eyes.
They looked like they could see right through someone’s soul.
So when Ethan got married, Will flew in for the ceremony. He said nothing and left just as fast.
The overhead light cast sharp shadows over Ethan’s face as he looked down.
“So when Dawn said she wanted another wedding, you figured she was gonna call you out? That’s why you never came back?”
“Maybe it was just a gut feeling.”
Will took a deep breath.
“I thought she had learned something and was ready to confront me. I didn’t expect Vincent to pin everything on me. Lucky for me, that girl’s sharp. Thank God for that.”
Ethan shut his eyes. His chest felt heavy. It ached deep inside.
Nothing he said would change what had already happened.
He stood up and spoke with a low voice. “Maybe you’ve paid your dues. But you didn’t just fail Vera. You forgot about your own wife
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He still respected his dad.
Everything he understood about right and wrong came from him.
So who was he to act like the better man?
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He didn’t say anything else. He turned and walked out with slow, heavy steps.
Tony stood outside waiting. When he saw Ethane out, he jumped in right away. “Mr. Jackson, I’ve confirmed everything. Vincent’s being charged with murder and corporate fraud. The case is solid. It’s already moving to the DA’s office. Do you … want to see him? I can make that happen.”
“No.”
Ethan’s voice was ice cold.
He said tly, “Dawn was right. He’s not worth it. But he might still have something up his sleeve. Keep your guard up.”
“Got it!”
“You handle the rest. I’m heading out.”
Tony froze for a second. “Mr. Jackson, where are you going?”
“Home.” Ethan’s voice softened. His eyes looked lighter. “Someone’s waiting on me toe clean.”
It was the middle of the night. The lights outside the estate barely lit the driveway. Two security guards stood by the front. As soon as Ethan’s car pulled up, they rushed over and opened the door.
“Wee back, Mr. Jackson.”
“Where is she?”
“Mrs. Jackson’s probably asleep by now?” One of them sounded unsure. “She went upstairs after dinner. She didn’t say anything. so we didn’t follow.<i>” </i>
Ethan looked up at the second floor and answered quietly, “Alright. You two can go rest. I’ll call if I need anything.”
Then he stepped inside.
No lights were on in the hallway. The dark stretched out in every direction.
He opened the door to the main bedroom. A faint glow from the window spilled across the floor. There was a small lump under the covers. He couldn’t tell if she was asleep or not.
He kept his steps quiet and moved closer.
Dawn was lying on her side, facing the window. Her eyes were open.
His chest tightened instantly. He lowered his voice. “Dawn.”
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Her eyes moved toward him.
Her face was nk, like she didn’t care anymore. Like none of this mattered.
She didn’t say a word. She just turned to face the ceiling. From this angle, her eyes looked ssy, like water holding back something deep.
Ethan sat down at the edge of the bed. His fingers curled in, but he finally reached out and gently took her hand. “There’s enough to lock Vincent away. He won’t be walking free. He’ll pay for what he did. As for my dad…
“There’s no direct evidence tying him to a crime. He’s carried that guilt for years. If you still want to make him pay-”
Dawn looked at him. Her calm expression hid a sharp, cold edge.
“What, you’re giving me permission to go after him now?”
Ethan pressed his lips together. He didn’t speak.
“But I’m not gonna do anything to him,” she said as she pulled her hand back. Her gaze felt distant, like she was staring right through him.
“Just like you said. There’s no proof. But to me, he’ll always be an aplice.”
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<strong>Olivia Harris</strong> is an emerging author celebrated for her captivating romantic and steamy novels. With a talent for crafting deep emotional connections and fiery chemistry between her characters, Olivia’s stories offer readers an escape into worlds filled with passion, intrigue, and heart-stopping drama.