CHAPTER 617

Chapter 617 This Cannot Be A Coincidence

The dim lighting inside the prison cell made the blade’s gleam more piercing.

With an insidious look in his eyes, Yael gripped the dagger and swung it directly at Cedrick’s waist.

The dagger was just about to penetrate Cedrick’s camouflage military uniform, and Yael began to visualize what a bloody mess his victim would soon become.

Yet, the dagger suddenly stopped in its trajectory, just a few centimeters away from its target.

Cedrick had grabbed Yael’s wrist so tightly that the latter couldn’t budge.

“To think that you even tried to murder me on my own turf,” Cedrick scoffed. “Are you that tired of living. Uncle Yael?”

Yael froze briefly before roaring with laughter. “I’m well aware that the Federal Bureau of Investigation won’t let me go even if I kill you.”

With a frown, Cedrick tightened his grip on Yael’s hand. The intense pain forced the latter to let go of his dagger so his opponent could take it.

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“You know you can’t kill me. Even if you could, there’s no way you’d be able to get away. But you still tried. you intend to go down together?” With the dagger now in his hands, Cedrick placed it over Yael’s neck. “How do you expect me to believe your confession if you act like this, Uncle Yael?”

“Every word I told you was the truth, Cedrick. You can look into what I said if you don’t believe me. My words are at least far more believable than those so-called truths your grandfather told you.” Yael

spoke boldly and earnestly, still sounding like an elder advising someone younger despite being held at knifepoint. “Xander’s too naive, Cedrick. He gets used by others easily. Why don’t you let him go now that he’s secretly left the Federal Bureau of Investigation? He’ll never return to the Jenson residence or get in your way anymore.”

Cedrick pursed his lips, remaining frigid in spite of his uncle giving in and not giving a firm answer with regard to Xander.

“You should worry about yourself, Uncle Yael. Attempting to murder me with a dagger is no small matter.” You would’ve been released after getting detained for just a few days, but now, we might have to involve the Department of Justice. You could even go to jail.”

He sounded as cold as ice.

The atmosphere of the prison cell turned suffocating.

“As for Xander, we’ll deal with him depending on how legitimate your confession is.”

As those last words fell, Cedrick got up and walked out of the cell with the dagger, not looking back.

“I’m old now, Cedrick. Do what you want with me, but don’t go after Xander. Let me take his place,” Yael called out with a hint of hopelessness and a father’s despair in his voice the moment Cedrick arrived at the door.

Cedrick stopped in his tracks as though contemplating his uncle’s words.

Ultimately, he responded with nothing and left, the dagger still in his hand as he walked along the hallway.

All his life, he had never felt any love from his parents. The only memories he had growing up were of the ever-forbidding Valentino.

Would a father really resort to such a foolish decision for his son?

Is he that willing to sacrifice his own life for his son’s safety? And this dagger… They searched him before detaining him, so there was no way he could’ve brought it into his cell. Whoever snuck Xander away must’ve secretly given it to

him.

There was only one person in the Federal Bureau of Investigation who had the power to disable all the surveillance cameras and take Xander away-Valentino.

Cedrick’s brows furrowed deeply. He tightened his grip on the dagger, a complex feeling swirling in his

head.

It was only after Neville showed up that he brushed aside all those heavy thoughts.

“You don’t look too good. Are you okay? Do you want to head back earlier and rest?” Neville asked softly.

Remaining expressionless, Cedrick handed the dagger to Neville. “Yael tried to kill me with a dagger when I visited him. This is what he used. Record this case, and I’ll take care of it when I’m free in a few days.”

Neville took the weapon with both hands. “Very well.”

Clad in military boots, Cedrick left and returned to his office.

Gwendolyn was sitting on the couch drinking her coffee, awaiting his arrival.

She rushed toward him as soon as he walked in. “Well? What did Yael say?”.

Cedrick removed his thick military jacket, looking especially grim.

“He said my parents’ car crash was no accident. It was a homicide, and Uncle David was behind it.”

Gwendolyn was taken aback. “Uncle David? How could that be?”

David was Triss’ father, and although Gwendolyn didn’t know him well, he had once spoken up for Cedrick when the latter was being interrogated in the ancestral hall.

He seems like such a kind and honest man! He didn’t even involve himself when Cedrick and Yael were fighting for power. How could a leisurely old man like him who always minded his own business be behind the death of Cedrick’s parents?

Cedrick reached out for his wife’s face to ease her tension. “I know you don’t believe that. I don’t, either.”

“We’ve heard two very different sides of the story tonight. Who do you think is lying, Hubby?” Gwendolyn asked solemnly. “Or, could it be that both Uncle Yael and Grandpa are lying?”

Cedrick pondered for a moment. “We’ll have to look into this. There are a lot of contradictions in both their statements, but we can’t rely on our judgment alone. We need solid evidence.”“

Gwendolyn nodded in agreement. “So, how do you plan on looking into it?”

“Since Uncle Yael claims that Uncle David was responsible for the car accident and that Grandpa had lied to protect Uncle David, that means we’ll have to talk to Uncle David and see what he has to say about this.”

Gwendolyn’s face stiffened as she recalled something.

The man immediately noticed something off about her. “What’s wrong. Darling?”

“I thought of that too while I was helping you with investigations yesterday, but according to Triss, Uncle David isn’t in Salinsburgh right now,” Gwendolyn answered truthfully. “It seems that he’s gone on a work trip, but no one knows when he’ll be back.”

“When did he leave?”

“I think it was… a few days ago, the day Uncle Yael confronted you and you went rushing over to see Grandpa at night.”

Cedrick’s expression turried grave. “Did he leave at night?”

Gwendolyn nodded.

Leaving Salinsburgh just as things are beginning to unfold, and his own daughter doesn’t know when he’ll be back? This can’t be a coincidence.

“I have a feeling Uncle David probably knows something, but he left Salinsburgh the moment he caught wind. It’s as if he doesn’t want to be involved,” Gwendolyn said.

Cedrick didn’t respond.

In this situation, even Valentino was brushing him aside and lying to him. He couldn’t trust anyone now.

Moreover, the fact that David had disappeared at such a crucial moment now made Yael’s confession a little more believable.

While deep in thought, Cedrick glanced at his watch. It was past ten at night. Belongs to - All rights reserved.

“It’s late, Darling. Let’s go home. I’ll get someone to look into Grandpa’s and Uncle Yael’s statements, so let’s continue this tomorrow.”

Indeed, Gwendolyn was beginning to feel sleepy.

All these Jenson family affairs sure are complicated. You could get a headache thinking about all this. It’s best to get some rest and clear our heads before we carry on with investigations.

“Let’s go.”

Cedrick took off his jacket and draped it over the woman’s shoulders. Then, they left the Federal Bureau of Investigation together with his hand around her slender waist.

As Cedrick drove home, the built-in Bluetooth speaker played some relaxing music.

Neither Cedrick nor Gwendolyn uttered a word, both seemingly mulling over something.

After a long while, Gwendolyn turned her head and glanced at the man next to her.

With his pitch-black eyes on the road ahead, he looked as though he was concentrating on driving while spacing out at the same time.

Gwendolyn sighed internally. She knew he couldn’t get his mind off Yael’s and Valentino’s words.

“Did you know, Hubby?” she asked, leaning closer and attempting to bring him back to reality. “Kieran and Inez came looking for me at Harris Group earlier today.”

Cedrick snapped out of his thoughts. “For what?”

“They’re planning to travel now that they’ve taken a break from managing the group.”

Cedrick nodded absentmindedly.

Noticing Gwendolyn’s gaze remained on him, he quickly added, “It’s a good idea to travel before getting married. It’s not like they have much else to do, and traveling can bring them closer. Kieran’s

not that young anymore, so it’d be perfect for him to spend time with Inez before coming back to get married.“

Gwendolyn couldn’t help but chuckle after seeing the man try his best not to make her upset.

“Did I say something wrong?” Cedrick asked, bewildered.

“Not at all!”

The man drove with one hand, so Gwendolyn reached for his other hand and interlocked their fingers. “Kieran and Inez are hoping we could join them for a few days. What do you think?”