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Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

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Simon refuted with a fake smile, "Jeffrey Snyder is Nina Carle's murderer. He was caught at the scene and admitted to it. Mrs. Beckett is unfairly accused of the crime, and I'm here to clear her name." Sean merely scoffed at Simon's remark. "So, are you saying that the authorities are wrong to arrest a woman who is involved in corruption, abuse of power, slander, and framing others for her crime? She's also a drug user, you know." "That's just a red herring. Mrs. Beckett has made smistakes that don't warrant a harsh punishment. Besides, she has not murdered anyone. She will admit to the crimes she has committed, but she will not be unfairly blamed. She has no reason to take the blfor the murder all because you want to settle personal grudges." Frowning, Sean fell into silence. He was wary not to get into a squabble with Simon, for he'd only give Simon the chance to insult Alyssa.

The reporters fixed their hateful gazes on Simon as anger simmered. They silently cheered Sean on.

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Half an hour before the trial commenced, Simon was granted one more chance to speak to Sophia.

Sophia seemed to be in excellent condition in the meeting room despite wearing a prisoner's outfit and being handcuffed. She had carefully styled her hair for the occasion. Although she was behind bars, she never failed to adhere to her beauty regimen.

Under the Beckett Group's protection, she managed to live with dignity as Mrs. Beckett. Knowing that Javier had not fully given up on her, she dared not slack off. She even went on a strict diet and ate very little just to maintain her figure to appeal to him.

She was confident she'd make a comeback if she could walk free. She knew she was capable of winning Javier's heart the way she stole him from Anne 25 years ago.

Her eyes lit up at the thought as she pleaded urgently, "Mr. Lynch, you need to clear my nno matter what and getout of here. | can offer you anything you i § long as | get my freedom.

"How about you becthe Beckett's son-in-law? I'll marry my daughter to you. Once you're part of our family, you no longer have to fear the Taylors. Your brother—the Taylors' lapdog—will not pose a threat to you." Simon was unbothered by her suggestion. He had never taken Sean seriously anyway. Still, he found the status of the Becketts' son-in-law an attractive offer.

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Betty might be known as an evil dimwit, but that did not matter if marrying her could make him part of the high society. Betty might be vile, but he would outdo her.

Simon cleared his throat and lowered his voice, saying, "Mrs. Beckett, this will be our last conversation before the trial, so be honest and telleverything.

"We're looking at the contract killing charges in this trial. Jeffrey Snyder ratted you out, but thankfully, he only had witness testimony going for him. There is no solid evidence. So, we stand a chance of turning this around.

"Tellthe truth. How did you get Jeffrey to carry out the murder?" "l arranged for Betty, my daughter, to carry it out. | did not show up at any point!" Sophia snitched on Betty without hesitation.

"Okay... But you tried to silence Jeffrey Snyder by sending an assassin after him, so he has a grudge against you.

| don't think he'll bring up Betty's name. He will still try to get you incriminated." Sophia asked, "Isn't one of the judges your brother? Didn't you talk to him for a lenient sentence?" "Oh, Steven is a puritanical man. | discussed this with him in private and tried to gain his favor, but he did not promiseanything. We can't bank on him." Then, Simon lowered his voice and added, "I need to know something else. Are you only involved in Nina Carle's murder? Any other cases that | do not know of?" Hearing that, Sophia felt as if she was struck by lightning. A shiver ran down her spine when she recalled the contorted expression on Anne's face as the latter lay in a pool of blood.