Chapter 340

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Denzel was slumped on the couch, eyes half–closed, looking like he’d just lost his last penny. Every time things went south, his so–called friends vanished faster than a magician’s trick.

He was fuming, but deep down, he knew it made sense. The people they were up against were in a whole different league way too dangerous for his regular buddies to handle. No one wanted to get caught in the crossfire.

Rebecca had been holding it together since the incident, not letting a single tear fall.

But when she saw Bianca get hauled away by the police, she cracked and cried her heart out. Her eyes were still red and puffy, a clear sign she’d been crying again.

She stepped closer to Denzel, her voice cracking. “Denzel, there’s really no way out?”

He shook his head, looking defeated. “I’ve tried every one I can think of. No one’s willing to help us.”

Rebecca’s voice trembled as she spoke through her tears. “What about Mr. Hartley? We could beg him to go easy on Bianca.

Please, Denzel.”

Denzel sighed, rubbing his temples. “Mr. Hartley? He’s not the type to cut anyone a break. If he’s involved, it’s all the way.

There’s no way he’d let Bianca off the hook.”

But Rebecca wasn’t giving up. She grabbed his hand, urgency in her eyes. “We have to try, Denzel. Even if there’s just a small chance, we have to try. That’s our daughter. If we don’t fight for her, who will?

“Denzel, I’m begging you. Let’s go ask him. What if he does let Bianca go?”

At first, Denzel didn’t want to reach out for help. He figured it didn’t matter if they went or not; the outcome would be the same.

But seeing his wife so upset, he couldn’t stay hard–hearted and finally decided to give it a try.

He thought about the odds. If there was even a tiny chance to fix things, it was worth trying. And if it didn’t work out, at least Rebecca wouldn’t have to wonder about missed opportunities.

Denzel knew he’d messed up as a dad. It was his fault. But Bianca was still his little girl. He couldn’t just let her rot in prison. If there was any way to get her out, he’d risk everything he’d worked for. Once she was locked up, her future would be ruined.

She was only eighteen–just starting out, with her whole life ahead of her. He couldn’t just let her waste it all in jail. Denzel squeezed Rebecca’s hand, his eyes hardening. “Alright, we’ll go ask Mr. Hartley for help.”

Rebecca’s eyes lit up with hope, and she nodded quickly.

*****

They leaped out of their car as soon as it stopped in front of Zane’s working place, Nexus Tower, and hurried inside. After explaining their desperate situation to the receptionist, they waited nervously.

Meanwhile, in the CEO’s office, Barry was filling him in on the Janssens‘ visit. Zane raised an eyebrow. “So they want me to bail... No, they want me to go easy on their daughter.”

“Mr. Hartley, are you gonna meet with them?” Barry asked.

Zane stood up and walked over to the fish tank, tapping it lightly. His tone was casual, but there was an unmistakable chill to it. “Sure.

Denzel’s always been the model of integrity. Let’s see if he thinks his daughter’s actions are forgivable.”

Chapter 340 “Got it. Mr. Hartley Berry said wat nie so seat day the best the office and called for foot fe When Denzel and Keberza heard Zane was willing to wow with for fully dech a fiber of huge Zag talking, they figured maybe there was a way forwar Barry guided them to the top floor and gave a grade kerk on Zar’s officer Bene “Come in!” Zane’s deep, authoritative voice came through the door Barry opened the door and saw Zane sanding by the Bink tank, his back to threa “Mr. Hartley, they are here” Barry said.

“Thanks. You can go now, Zane replied, still not turning around, “Okay,” Barry said, stepping out and closing the door behind him The room felt like a vacuum, just the three of them left. The tention was thick enough to or with a kafe Denzel’s heart was in his throat as he stared at Zane’s distant, cold figure, and he couldn’t bring himself to speak.

Finally, after what felt like forever, Zane turned away from the fah tank. He gestured to the couch, his voice sharp but calm. “Mr.

and Mrs. Janssen, take a seat”

The couple exchanged a nervous glance, their legs trembling as they made their way to the coxda “So, what brings you here today?” Zane asked, his eyes narrowing just a bit Denzel knew Zane was pretending not to know, but he also knew they needed his help. There was no way around it–they had to lay everything out.

Denzel wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, “Mr. Hartley, my wife and I are here today hoping you can show some leniency and give our daughter a break.”

Zane leaned back in his chair, raising an eyebrow. “What did your daughter do this time that needs me to cut her some slack?”

“Last night, the police came to our house and took Bianca away, Denzel explained, his voice trembling a bit “Oh? Did the police say anything?” Zane asked, his eyes narrowing.

Denzel hesitated, recalling the words of the police officers when they took Bianca away last night. They said Bianca was suspected of hiring someone to commit murder.

He’d been stunned. Bianca hiring a hitman seemed impossible. He couldn’t think of anyone she would want to kill, and he doubted she had enough money for something like that.

After thinking it through, Denzel felt like something was off. Piecing together everything that had been happening, he started to form a bold theory–someone could have set them up.

Denzel couldn’t think of anyone who could’ve done it. The Evans seemed obvious, considering the involvement of their daughter, but they had always been upfront, even when pressuring the Janssens‘ business.

The Hartleys, though, had gone full–force, trying to tear the Janssens down. If anyone was behind this, the Hartleys were the prime suspects.

Denzel couldn’t bear to consider that this might not be a setup. The thought that his own daughter, Bianca, could be capable of something as messed up as murder or arson was too much to fathom.

He’d blamed Zane from the start. When Rebecca first suggested going to Zane for help, Denzel shut her down. He saw no 08:41 Tue, 18 Mar Chapter 340 point. But seeing his wife cry every day, filled with regret, he finally gave in. He had to ask Zane for help.

Zane leaned forward, noticing Denzel’s hesitation. “If you aren’t ready to talk, maybe this meeting isn’t worth having he said sharply.

Denzel’s heart raced. He’d steeled himself to be here, and there was no way he was walking away now.

He took a deep breath and blurted out, “Mr. Hartley, you’re way off. I’m here to talk. Last night, the police told me my daughter...

she’s suspected of hiring someone to commit murder.”

The words hung in the air, and Denzel felt a small sense of relief. But before he could catch his breath, Zane’s icy voice cut in.

“Do you know who she’s supposed to have killed?”

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