The Officer's Runaway Wife and Secret Son novel Chapter 560

Back then, he hadn't understood, simply assuming the old man was overly cautious.

He hadn't realized the family had been bled completely dry.

"Most of the stolen millions were later laundered through Eric's shadow banks. The statute of limitations for this level of fraud is twenty years. Even though she narrowly cleared the deadline, with Eric's spectacular downfall, the feds are ripping open every single cold case. The Economic Crimes Unit has officially indicted her. The chain of evidence is flawless, and the Huntington legal team moved incredibly fast."

"What does this mean for her?" Clara asked.

Daniel met her gaze. "It means that even if she somehow manages to beat Eric's corruption charges, the irrefutable evidence the Huntingtons provided guarantees she will never see the outside of a prison cell for the rest of her miserable life."

Clara slowly turned to look at Rhys.

Veronica was gone. The toxic monster who had infected every corner of his life for over thirty years, emotionally suffocating him, was finally eradicated.

She was terrified of seeing him spiral, terrified of witnessing the agonizing betrayal of a mother, terrified of the invisible chains of blood tearing him apart.

If he showed even a fraction of sorrow, Clara felt like her own heart would completely shatter.

Leaning back against his elevated hospital bed, the shock slowly drained from Rhys's eyes.

He stared blankly at his right hand resting on the blankets for a painfully long time before finally giving a single, rigid nod.

"I understand. She brought this on herself. Daniel, thank you for letting me know."

Clara had absolutely no idea what was running through his mind during those agonizing few seconds.

Her eyes burned with unshed tears. She squeezed his hand tightly, aggressively blinking back the threatening moisture.

Desperate to change the subject, Clara forced herself to ask, "And what about Margot? With Veronica behind bars and the Johnson family's assets completely frozen, Margot is still rotting in the ICU. What happens to her now?"

"She's still in a coma."

Clara frowned. "Who's going to cover her astronomical medical bills?"

Veronica had practically torn the hospital apart begging for cash to keep Margot alive, purely to save her own skin. Now that she was locked up and the rest of the Johnsons were scrambling to avoid federal prison, who was left to care for the half-dead girl?

Daniel's expression was utterly devoid of pity. "That's not your problem. Even with her family incarcerated and their accounts seized, given that she sustained her injuries during a massive federal investigation and is technically a suspect herself, state aid and humanitarian funds will cover her bare minimum survival."

"She won't be getting any high-end imported drugs or intensive care nurses, but they won't pull the plug on her ventilator or IV fluids. The hospital and the state will make absolutely sure she stays technically alive."

Hearing that, Clara felt absolutely no sense of vindication.

She couldn't die, but she wasn't truly living.

Margot's entire twisted obsession stemmed from her broken body.

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