Chapter 603 Martin's Ruthless Revenge
A sudden, sharp pain pierced Martin's chest. He pressed his hand against it, massaging the area with a calmness that belied the discomfort. He had no time to squabble with Martha any longer. His voice was devoid of emotion as he said, "Over the years, you've tried so many times to kill me. I've handed all the evidence over to the police. If you have any objections, take it up with them."Martha's heart skipped a beat at his words, her face draining of color. "You're spouting nonsense," she retorted, her voice trembling. "I've done nothing to you. Don't make false accusations.""Nothing?" Martin's laugh was cold and derisive. He raised an eyebrow, repeating, "Nothing?"The first year at school, Martha had nearly drowned when the housemaid pushed her into the swimming pool. The second year, Marthahad narrowly escaped poisoning. The third year, the Langley family mansion had mysteriously caught fire. Martha's room had been inexplicably locked, and she had almost perished in the flames. Although she had survived, she had lost her sight in the process."In Shane's absence, Martha had been sent to an orphanage. Eight years ago, you caused a car accident that resulted in the amputation of Martha's legs, leaving her disabled. The housemaid who had pushed her into the pool, the one who had poisoned her, and the one who had locked her room - they have all been found. I have also obtained evidence of your bribery towards them, which I have turned over to the police.
"The driver who handled my car at the time has also been arrested! Solid evidence confirmed all the things you did.
"If it weren't for Shane sending me abroad, I don't know how many times I would have died," Martin said, his voice icy. "Ever since you married into the Langley family, you've been plotting my death so that your son could inherit. Your actions are despicable."As the truth began to unravel, Martha felt as if the strength had been sapped from her body. Her legs trembled, threatening to buckle beneath her.Samuel, who had been listening to the exchange, was aghast. He grabbed Martha's wrist, his voice stern as he demanded, "Is what he's saying true? Have you been trying to kill him all these years?"Martha shook her head vehemently, her face pale as she defended herself. "No, it's not true. He's framing me. Sir, you must believe me. You know the kind of person I am! I admit that I don't like him, but I would never stoop so low as to harm him. He's deliberately trying to drive a wedge between us."Martin had no desire to engage in a verbal battle with her. "The truth will come out once the police investigate," he said, his voice final.No sooner had he finished speaking than the door to the meeting room was pushed open. Two uniformed police officers walked in, flashing their police badges. "We are the police. We're looking for Mrs. Martha."Martha, terrified, retreated behind Samuel, clutching at his clothes as if they were a lifeline. The room fell silent, the occupants holding their breaths in fear of being arrested.The police officers scanned the room, their gazes lingering on each woman present. They seemed to zero in on the woman hiding behind Samuel, but without anyone speaking up, they couldn't be certain she was Martha.That was until Ian, Martha's son, stepped forward, shielding his mother protectively. "Why are you looking for my mom?" he demanded, his voice shaking with anger. "My mom didn't do anything. It's Martin who's framing her. Are you just arresting people without proper investigation?"Martha, Samuel, and everyone else in the room were rendered speechless.The police officers had initially been uncertain of Martha's identity. But with Ian's outburst, they had found their target. Two officers approached Samuel from behind, their voices stern as they said, "Ms. Martha, please come with us."
Ian's voice rang out in immediate protest. "Wait, didn't you hear me? My mother is innocent. She's been wrongfully accused."The police officer shot him a fierce glare. "This is a police investigation. Outsiders should remain silent."Ian, the second young master of the Langley family, was known for his arrogance. Even in this moment, he held himself with an air of superiority."Who do you think you are, speaking to me like that? Do you have any idea who I am? I am Ian, the second young master of the Langley Group. You..."The officer interrupted him, "You're Ian?"Ian, mistaking the officer's inquiry for fear, placed his hands on his hips and jutted his chin out defiantly. "Yes, I am Ian. What of it? Are you frightened?"Without missing a beat, the officer produced a pair of handcuffs and swiftly secured them around Ian's wrists."Perfect timing. A woman by the name of Jessica Miller recently reported that you raped her three years ago, and she has provided evidence. Just an hour ago, we received an anonymous tip about your involvement in drug trafficking. We'll need you to accompany us for further investigation."The news sent shockwaves through the conference room."Drug trafficking? Ian is involved in drug trafficking."
"Oh my god, how did he get mixed up in that? If word gets out, our company is finished.""Thank goodness he didn't make it to the top of the company. We would be completely ruined.""How did he sink so low? Rape and drug trafficking?"Martha, too, was taken aback."No, that's impossible. You must be mistaken. My son is a timid boy. He would never dare to get involved in drug trafficking. He's been set up."Ian's bravado crumbled, and he collapsed to the floor in tears. "I didn't, I didn't deal drugs. I wouldn't dare, even if you gave me the courage. I'm innocent... I'm innocent..."Martha's reaction was delayed, but she quickly turned her anger towards Martin. "Was it you? Did you fabricate evidence to frame my son? If you want revenge on me, fine, but why involve my son? You monster."Martin met her gaze with a cold stare, neither confirming nor denying her accusations.His silence only served to confirm Martha's suspicions, and she lunged at him, clutching at his shirt."Why did you frame my son? Why?"Martin leaned in close, whispering in a voice only she could hear. "Yes, I did it all! You can bear the harm you've done to me, but you can't bear to see your son getting punished. You brought this on yourself by messing with the wrong people. Spend the rest of your lives in prison! Death is too kind for you! Imprisonment is the ultimate punishment for you."With that, he stepped back, a look of disgust on his face as he put distance between them.Martha's eyes widened as if she had just uncovered a damning piece of evidence. She spun around to face the police officers, exclaiming, "He admitted it. He admitted that he framed my son."
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