Althea and Helen both protested their innocence, adamantly denying any involvement in the destruction of the sperm bank.
“If you confess now, I might go easy on you. But if you keep being stubborn, don’t blame me for being harsh,” Mr. Quigley Sr. warned, his voice cold and commanding.
He had evidence in hand—proof that both women were behind it. He never would have guessed that two people who could barely stand each other would join forces like this.
But greed was a powerful motivator.
Althea and Helen exchanged a knowing glance, silently agreeing to maintain their denial. They shook their heads, lips pressed tight.
“This is your last chance,” Mr. Quigley said, his tone final. “Admit what you’ve done, and maybe there’s still a way back. But if I lay the evidence out in front of you, you’ll both be out of Quigley Manor that very night. No one’s plea will save you.”
Still, neither woman budged. They looked defiant and unrepentant, as if nothing could shake them.
Mr. Quigley closed his eyes for a moment, disappointment and anger written all over his face. They were digging their own graves.
“Daniel, bring up the evidence. Let them see for themselves,” he ordered.
Daniel immediately turned to his laptop and projected the files onto the massive wall screen.
First came Althea’s records—she had paid off some lowlife criminals to sabotage the sperm bank, but the security was too tight and her operatives failed every time.
Then Helen’s—she bribed hospital staff, hoping to destroy Yves' sperm bank.


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