Chapter 462 He seemed to be in a lot of pain as his hands constantly created new wounds on his body. Marie,
beside him, could not stop it. Even her face was scratched by Solomon in many places. When she saw Sebastian,
her first reaction was to block Solomon from his view. “You’ve finally come. Quick, help me get Solomon out. He
becomes like this because he suffocates here. It must be like this!”
Judging by what Marie said over the phone about the wrongful conviction of Solomon, and Solomon’s hysterical
state, he immediately knew what was going on. He looked at and scrutinized Inspector Pearce, who was looking at
Solomon coldly. “What the hell is going on?” he asked. As far as he knew, Solomon might not be a wonderful child in
the traditional sense, but he had made no major mistakes. So he could not understand why Solomon had ended up
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Anyone who had a keen eye could tell that this was a manifestation of drug addiction.
When Inspector Pearce heard Sebastian’s question, he respectfully told of what had happened in its entirety, and
provided the surveillance video of Club Studio and the testimony of the woman who was abused that day.
It was almost beyond reasonable doubt that Solomon had committed the crime out of his own free will, as there
was no evidence supporting the notion that he was forced into this.
Hearing what Inspector Pearce said, Sebastian looked at Solomon with a growing bitter look in his eyes, especially
when he learned Solomon was dropping his name in prison. His anger almost reached a tipping point. Thinking of
his phone conversation with Jared yesterday, where Jared was urging him to let go and not to harbor a scum.
At that time, he was still clueless about what he was talking about. But now, it turned out that Jared had gotten the
news and warned him beforehand. Seeing Sebastian’s frosty face, Marie trembled uncontrollably and cried. “You
know Solomon. He has always been well-behaved and never fools around. Someone must have framed him.”
Sebastian looked at her puffy, pale, and unrepentant face, and for the first time, an utter disgust flashed across his
face.
“All evidence points to his culpability. Look at your beast-like son; how can you still have the nerve to say that
someone else has framed him?”
Inspector Pearce continued to show him a stack of photographs that clearly documented Solomon’s violent abuse
of the woman he had been victimizing for a year, his record of hitting and injuring someone in a drunk-driving
accident, and finally, his vicious behavior toward Car 16 while racing at Mount Daytonna.
“This disc clearly records the entire process. You can take it back and watch it. Had the driver of the car behind him
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And Solomon’s reason for doing that was because of lust.”
At this point, Sebastian looked at Solomon, his eyes turning piercing cold.
“He has got a nasty streak in his character; he tried to kill but failed, and then came to the clubhouse to numb
himself with drugs.”
Sebastian calmly summed up what Inspector Pearce had just said, with no expression on his face. He looked at
Solomon, who was addicted to drugs as if he were looking at a dead man. “It’s impossible to be Solomon. My son
did not kill. Isn’t that guy still alive and kicking? Why condemned my son? Solomon is, at best, a little more playful.
Believe me one more time, please.” Marie was still quibbling about it and glaring at Inspector Pearce. “It’s all
because of this guy; he framed my son!” “Shut up!” Sebastian snapped with a frown.