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ONE MORE punch from Bruce, and he was already unconscious. When he woke up, he was lying on the streets— specifically in front of the police station.
Many people were surrounding him, and there were camera flashes everywhere.
He didn’t realize how he had lost consciousness earlier. What he only knew was that his body was in pain.
He was about to cover his eyes using his hands. The flashes of the camera blinded him so much. However, he couldn’t do that with his hands— No. His whole body was tied using duct tape.
“Mr. Fordman, how did you end up here?!”
“Are the accusations about you true?!”
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Chapter 113: Prison
A FEW days later, August did follow Charles’ command. It’s not like he had another choice. They had an agreement with each other, and Charles was right. He had a job to take, and he should do something to control the damage to the other party. “Was it true?” “Why did you suddenly admit to your crimes?” “Just how bad did Bruce Sandoval and Harvey Johnson do for you to rebut in a way like this?” After he confessed to the press and his defense lawyer that he fabricated the video he showed everyone before, every reporter wanted to talk with him and conduct an interview with him. They disgusted August as the police accompanied him to the trial today. He couldn’t believe that those people who didn't want to listen to his words back then were desperate to talk with him now. “I believe I said everything in my confession,” answered August as he turned to the reporters. “I will appreciate it if you will not give me a hard time again.” “Mr. Fordman! Mr. Fordman!” As August went to the
Chapter 114: Blackbell Prison
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Chapter 115: Strange Luck
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Chapter 116: Plan C
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Chapter 119: There's No Way But Up
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