Timothy was in the lead. Behind him was a large group of people.
Prince was stunned. When he saw Timothy again, a horrible feeling filled his chest
He looked at Conrad subconsciously, only to see an expressionless face.
“Prince Chavez!” Timothy shouted, resentful and furious.
“You killed my son! I’ll make you pay for this!”
At this moment, despite the extreme unease he felt, Prince mustered the bravery to argue, “What kind of f*cking nonsense is that? Henry was the one who killed your son! It has nothing to do with me!”
Timothy scoffed and replied, “The incident’s already been investigated! You threatened my son and pushed him while he was drunk, causing his head to knock against the coffee table! That’s how he died! You’re the murderer that killed my son!”
At this moment, the color drained from Prince’s face and even White Glove’s expression changed. Everything could still be negotiated if this was merely a struggle of interests.
However, there was nothing to be done once homicide was involved.
Looking at the group of people staring Prince down, for the first time ever, White Glove felt lost about what to do.
No matter how loyal he was to Vere, or how powerful he thought himself to be, he still could not help Prince fend off this murder charge.
The Chavez family’s status was too high, and there were just too many people with their eyes on this family!
No one could endure the result of this murder.
At this moment, all White Glove could do was hope that Prince genuinely had nothing to do with this murder. Unfortunately, his heart sank when he spotted Prince’s colorless complexion.
Prince… was truly frantic now.
No matter how powerful their family was, there were a few red lines trust-fund children in the country could not cross.
Poison, arms dealing, and murder. The first two resulted in the death penalty while the latter ensured a tragic end.
“Cut that bullsh*t! I never did anything to your son! You think you can frame me?” Prince struggled for the last time, like a gravely injured lone wolf.
“Prince Chavez! Don’t think that just because your family’s powerful that it means everyone will be afraid of you! My Burke family might not be as wealthy as your Chavez family, and your family might be able to get rid of me easily, but what do I have to fear for when my only son’s dead?! I’d risk my own life if it means I’ll make you pay!”
Timothy shouted in extreme fury as he stared at Prince with bloodshot eyes.
Prince took an instinctive step backward and turned to look at Conrad again. He was about to say something when he heard Conrad tell Timothy with a smile, “Your enemy is right before your eyes, Mr. Burke. What are you waiting for? Make him pay his price.”
Conrad’s words had figuratively kicked Prince into the abyss.
“F*ck you, Conrad! You were the one that came up with the idea but you’re also the first to sell me out once there’s a problem?!”
Conrad looked at Prince and said calmly, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Also, please don’t spout nonsense. You’re already carrying the weight of murder. Do you also also want to face defamation charges?”
Prince wanted to say more but the sound of a police siren suddenly cut through the room.
Jasper watched the chaos in front of him expressionlessly. He did not know what Timothy would do in his bout of rage, so it would always be better to hand such incidents to the police instead.
A group of uniformed officers rushed to the scene as the man leading them walked over to speak to Prince. “Prince Chavez, you’re suspected of being involved in the murder of Halbert Burke, and are the prime suspect. I hereby summon you according to the law, please cooperate with our investigation.”
Then, he waved his hands as two of his subordinates immediately came over to restrain Prince.
Prince did not stop struggling while he roared, “Let me go! My dad is Vere Chavez! You wouldn’t dare to arrest me!”
