As Theodore saw the prosecutors approaching him, he felt overwhelmed by the impending doom,


    causing his legs to give in. He copsed to his knees under the watchful eyes of the crowd. Instantly, all


    social media tforms and news headlines simultaneously broke the news that Councilman Theodore


    Savoy had been arrested.


    Quick-reacting reporters rushed toward Lance.


    "Chairman Iverson! Do you have anything to say about your son-inw''s arrest?"


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    "Were you aware of Councilman Savoy''s private dealings?"


    "Has Councilman Savoy been mutually benefiting you during his office? Did he covertly leverage his


    position to provide advantages to the Iverson Group?"


    Seething with fury, Lance''s face turned ashen.


    He had assumed James would resolve the matter. Instead, the ravenous dogs from the prosecutor''s


    office had stormed in, led by Wyatt Thompson''s second son, Axel Thompson.


    It was especially humiliating for Wyatt''s son to publicly arrest his son-inw, tantly disrespecting


    him!


    In hindsight, he regretted not leaving earlier during the chaos.


    "Dad! Let''s leave now!" James rushed over, hurriedly helping his father to leave.


    The reporters followed relentlessly. As Lance struggled to move forward with his son''s help, his shoe


    came off.


    "Oh no! My shoe!" Lance awkwardly held up his left foot.


    "Dad! This is no time to worry about your shoes! We need to leave now!" James, frantic and sweating,


    pulled his father onward.


    Thus, Lance had no choice but to flee the scene with one bare foot.


    "Look! Why is there a shoe on the ground?!"


    "Is that Lance Iverson''s shoe? Was he so flustered that he lost his shoe? Hahaha!"


    The reportersughed as they snapped pictures of the abandoned shoe.


    The prosecution team dragged Theodore out of the venue. His legs went limp, as if he were too


    terrified to walk.


    Across the street, Be and Justin observed the entire scene.


    The couple picked up their champagne sses, their lips curling up with satisfaction as they gazed into


    each other''s eyes. The clink of their sses produced a pleasing chime.


    "Thanks for helping out, Mr. Salvador. It''s a pleasure working with you." Be''s eyes brimmed with


    affectionate warmth, her lips naturally turning rosy, stunning enough to captivate his heart and soul. "I


    didn''t do much..."


    Justin almost slipped and called her "wifey", but quickly corrected himself. "It''s really all you, Be.


    You''re thoughtful and strategic. I merely assisted where I could."


    Deep down, Justin was envious of Ryan every time he saw his best friend freely embrace Carrie and


    openly boast about his "charming wife" without hesitation.


    It left Justin feeling bitter and sour every time he thought of it.


    Yet he had only himself to me for missing so many opportunities for happiness.


    His reconciliation with Be had already felt like a miracle, so he dared not ask for more. Even if it


    meant spending his life by her side, unmarried, he was content with that.


    Be noticed her brave warrior flustered by a slight misstep in his words, his eyes flickering with a


    touch of panic.


    Her heart tightened, and she leaned in closer, wrapping her delicate arms around his neck and nting


    a kiss on his jaw.


    Justin''s breathing grew heavier, his hand gently caressing her waist. "Be, please stop tormenting


    me."